Unreleased Songs

The English Beat Unreleased Songs Lyrics
1.Over And Over

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Promise your secrecy into the microphone
Into the megaphone, into the cell
Questioning decency under the microscope
Over and over say over and out

Organize my life, over the telephone
Over my dead body, over my head
You tread a fine line between you and your memories
Between you and me, things are best left unsaid

The honoring of violence is a security number
Always so quiet it slips under your guard
Pushes your dead body, under the microscope
Over and over, it's over, it's over

Out
Over and out out
Over and out

Another incident, another accident
Dangerous emptiness, people in shock
You pelt them with rocks and the old innuendo
You know that it's no mishap that brake line was cut

Lie on the pavement, wait for an ambulance
Say to yourself nothing is what it seems
Never meaning to say you never say what you mean
You get caught by the sirens on your T.V. screen

The honoring of violence is a security number
Always so quiet it slips under your guard
Pushes your dead body, under the microscope
Over and over, it's over, say over

Out
Over and out out
Over and out out
Over and out


2.Mirror In The Bathroom

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Mirror in the bathroom please talk free
The door is locked just you and me
Can I take you to a restaurant that's got glass tables
You can watch yourself while you are eating

Mirror in the bathroom I just can't stop it
Every Saturday you see me window shopping
Find no interest in the racks and shelves
Just ten thousand reflections of my own sweet self

Mirror in the bathroom
You're my mirror in the bathroom
You're my mirror in the bathroom
You're my mirror in the bathroom

Mirror in the bathroom recompense
For all my crimes of self defense
Cures you whisper make no sense
Drift gently into mental illness

Mirror in the bathroom please talk free
The door is locked just you and me
Can I take you to a restaurant that's got glass tables
You can watch yourself while you are eating

Mirror in the bathroom
Mirror in the bathroom
Mirror in the bathroom
Mirror in the bathroom

Mirror in the bathroom
Mirror in the bathroom


3.Best Friend

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Just found out the name of your best friend
You've been talkin' about yourself again
And no one seems to share your views
Why doesn't everybody listen to you, kid?

How come you never really seem to get through, is it you?
Talk about yourself again, you
Talk about yourself, always you, you, you
Talk about yourself again

She's on a holiday, she's got her summer frock on
Suck on an ice cream, it's meltin' in the hot sun
First date's made you pray for more
I wanted you, wanted everybody knows the score

I wanted you, wanted what are we pretendin' for?
Let's talk about ourselves on the floor
Let's talk about yourselves, nothing more I promise
Talk about ourselves again

I just found out the name of your best friend
Talk, talk, talk about yourself again
Yes, I just found out the name of your best friend

I just found out the name of your best friend
You've been talkin' about yourself again
And no one seems to share your views
Why doesn't anybody listen to you, kid?

How come you never really seem to get through, is it you?
Talk about yourself again, you
Talk about yourself, always you, you, you
Talk about yourself again, again

I just found out the name of your best friend
Just found out the name of your best friend
I just found out the name of your best friend
I just found out the name of your best friend

Just found out the name of your best friend
I just found out the name of your best friend
I just found out the name of your best friend


4.Save It For Later

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andrew Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele,
David Wakeling

Two dozen other dirty lovers
Must be a sucker for it
Cry, cry but I don't need my mother
Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it

Sooner or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later don't runaway and let me down
Sooner or later you hit the deck you get found out
Save it for later don't runaway and let me down, you let me down

Black air and Seven Seas all rotten through
But what can you do?
I don't know how I'm meant to act
With all of you lot sometimes I don't try

I just
Now, now, now
Now, now, now
Now, now, now

Sooner or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later don't runaway and let me down
Sooner or later you hit the deck you get found out
Save it for later don't runaway and let me down, you let me down
You runaway, runaway and let me down

Two dozen other stupid reasons
Why we should suffer for this
Don't bother trying to explain them
Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it

Sooner or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later, don't runaway and let me down
Sooner or later you'll hit the deck, you'll get found out
Save it for later don't runaway and let me down, you let me down

You runaway, runaway, runaway
Runaway, runaway, runaway
And let me down

Runaway, runaway, runaway
Runaway, runaway, runaway
And let me down


5.What's Your Best Thing?

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Here we go now, shuffle in the half-light
Hanging on the first sin, bound up tightly
Here we go bathing in the red light
Waiting on the small debt, come so slowly

What's your best thing?
What's your next step?
Watch that feeling
It could be your best friend

I don't care about the color of your eyes
But you can bet I've noticed
If you don't mean it, stop talking about it
Stop talking about it

I don't care about the color of your eyes
But you can bet I've noticed

Big head, big man, without all the words
And you rock and you shock it
Sing one hoarse song up at the bar
But there's a knife in your pocket

So what's your best thing now?
What's your next step now?
Watch that feeling now
I could be your best friend

But only if you let me
Be your your best friend now

I don't care about the color of your eyes
But you can bet I've noticed
If you don't mean it, stop talking about it
And you don't mean it, there is no doubt about that
If you don't mean it, please stop talking about it

Please stop talking about it
You're just talking about it
You're just talking about it
Please stop, stop, stop, stop, stop talking about it
Stop talking about it


6.I Confess

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Just out of spite
I confess I've ruined three lives
Now don't sleep so tight
Because I didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine

Night after night, time after time
Done too much of both types of whining
Still wasn't right, fight after fight
Till get out of my life get away from me get away from that gun

No it's not a joke it's cards on the table time
And I could have phoned, I could have spoke
But how to break the news without breaking your heart
Being dead don't hurt, no only dieing
Cards on the table time, sometimes it's right to say goodnight

Always searching for paradise
I'll admit that I'm good as blind
Darling, I confess yes I've ruined three lives
Didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine

I confess
Our love seems like a punishment
And I confess
If it's all the same to you I'll stay indifferent

I confess, I confess, I confess
I confess, I confess, I confess

No-one wins and there's no denying
Don't pretend like you don't know why
Just a little word here a little push there darling
I confess look I confess that I don't really care

I confess, I confess, I confess

Out like a light
Another boy who's given up trying
Blinded by fright, he screams, 'My life's not open, please get
out
I know I'm shouting, I like to shout'

It's not a joke it's cards on the table time
It's not a joke it's cards on the table time
And I could have phoned, I could have spoke
But how to break the news without breaking your heart
Being dead don't hurt, no only dieing
Cards on the table time, sometimes it's right to say goodnight

Always searching for paradise
I'll admit that I'm good as blind
Darling, I confess yes I've ruined three lives
And did not care till I found out that one of them was mine

I confess
I deserve some type of punishment
I confess
If it's all the same to you I'll stay indifferent

I confess, I confess, I confess
I confess, I confess, I confess
I confess, I confess, I confess
I confess, I confess, I confess
I confess, I confess, I confess


7.Jeanette

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

All set luncheonette, kitchenette to let
I bet, I get hamburgerette again
We met in a launderette, kissed beneath the air jet
No sweat, no threat another one in the back of the net

When I met Jeanette, substitute Ronette
She said, 'Will you remember?', said 'I could never forget you'
Au naturalette, her mom's a millionette
So we shared one last cigarette and swapped false addresses
Jeanette
Jeanette

Dangerous, she's like damp dynamite
Oh boy, enjoy, have a nice night
Won't you promise to write me whenever you can
Make sure that you warn me if you're coming to Birmingham

I get Jeanette, substitute Ronette
She said, 'Will you remember?', said 'I could never forget you'
Jeanette
You know know know, I'll never forget you

Touching your skin has proved one thing that love's still
exciting
We're getting there, we're nearly there just one final fling
Pushing into a new love steady deep and strong
Steady on you know we shouldn't talk like this

I met Jeanette, substitute Ronette
She said, 'Will you remember?', said 'I could never forget you'
Au naturalette, her mom's a millionette
So we shared one last cigarette and swapped false addresses
Jeanette
You know know know, I'll never forget you
Jeanette
You know know know, I'll never forget you

So we shared one last cigarette and swapped false addresses
Jeanette
You know know know, I'll never forget you
Jeanette
You know know know, I'll never forget you
Jeanette
You know know know, I'll never forget you


8.Can't Get Used to Losing You

Lyricist:Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman

Guess there's no use in hangin' 'round
Guess I'll get dressed and do the town
I'll find a crowded avenue
Though it will be empty without you

I can't get used to losing you
No matter what I try to do
Gonna spend my whole life through
Loving you

Don't love some girl I used to know
After I heard her say hello
I couldn't think of anything to say
Since you're gone it happens every day

I can't get used to losing you
No matter what I try to do
Gonna spend my whole life through
Loving you

Can't get used to losing you
No matter what I try to do
Gonna spend my whole life through
Loving you

I'll find some party wait and see
Who am I kidding, only me
'Cuz no one else could take your place
Guess that I am just a hopeless case

I can't get used to losing you
No matter what I try to do
Gonna spend my whole life through
Loving you

Can't get used to losing you
No matter what I try to do
Gonna spend my whole life through
Loving you


9.Too Nice to Talk To

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

It's too late now, it's twenty past two
I spent the night just watchin' you
I watched you dance, I watched you move
Can't breath and still I watched you move away

Now I think quite a lot as I stare at my shoes
About all these things that I put myself through
There's nothing to say, now there's nothing to do
You're just too nice to talk to, too nice to talk to
Too nice to talk to, you're too nice to talk to

The Radcliffe's wouldn't come after you
I glance but you just stared me through
Felt such a fool I felt you knew
But you might tell me to go away

Now I think quite a lot of my own point of view
Is that all I have that's in common with you
Emotion's so guarded, my heart is retarded
You're too nice to talk to, you're too nice to talk to
You're too nice to talk to, you're too nice to talk to

This evening hasn't gone like I planned
Should I take the situation in hand
Can't go on but I can't seem to dance
You chain my feet, I stamp and stamp and stamp

Because nothing I do ever seems to be right
The same dance of mine every Saturday night
Out the window you might say I'm out of of my mind
But you're too nice to talk to, too nice to talk to
You're too nice to talk to, too nice to talk to
You're too nice to talk to, too nice


10.All Out To Get You

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Don't attempt to explain this incredible strain
Now confusion's become far too simple a word for it
Is what you make that's the usual mistake
If you're happy with pain, you can take it from me

That they're all out to get you
They're painting your life in a permanent gray
They're all out to get you
It takes more than tears to get rid of the stains sometimes

You're scared you might slip when you're holding a knife
Lose your fingers or more in a lathe on the night shift
You're scared that your babies get born with no legs
You're so scared of death, you don't know what life is

So they're all out to get you, all over nothing
They're painting your life in a permanent way
They're all out to get you, but all out forgetting
It takes more than tears to get rid of the stains sometimes

They're all out to get you, all over nothing
They're painting your life in a permanent way
They're all out to get you, all out forgetting
It takes more than tears to get rid of the stains sometimes

Until you accept that you're just like the others
You're a boy or a girl then a man or a woman
And your clothes never fit and your skin's the wrong color
So you make do with fear, you get more than you need

'Cause they're all out to get you, all over nothing
They're painting your life in a permanent gray
They're all out to get you, but all out for getting
It takes more than tears to get rid of the stains sometimes

It takes more than tears
It takes more than tears
It takes more than tears to get rid of the stains


11.She's Going

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Don't want him but she can't bear to tell him
Don't love him, love is uncompromising
Can't leave him, no never never
So next time she meet him they'll both be in Heaven

In a de corner but she hardly makes a sound
She never get the energy to hit the ground

Like her prescription, the drink tastes bitter
As she turns round, found out that something hit her
Would he notice? No, never, never, never
Would he miss her? She doesn't really care

I guess you thought it was an ordinary row
Well you were wrong just take a look at her now

She's leaving too late to take her home
She's going too late to tell her you love her
She's freezing, rather be dead than alone
She's going, I think you're too late she's gone

Worry worry, over the way things are
She tried to tell him about the way they might have been happy
But now it's gone too far
She'd rather die than live to behave so badly

She found out that you don't give a damn
Now watch the spirit slipping out of her hand

She's leaving, too late to take her home
She's going, too late to tell her you love her
She's freezing, rather be dead than alone
She's going, I think you're too late, she's gone

She's leaving, too late to take her home
She's going, too late to tell her you love her
She's freezing, rather be dead than alone
She's going, I think you're too late, she's gone


12.Hands Off...She's Mine

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

I told my friend, I'd check for you
He told me that he liked you too
But then I saw him kissing you
I could've died when he said

Hands off she's mine
Said hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine

I knew that this was real although
It usually comes mixed up with fear
I knew that I could wait
Although it just might take a thousand years

Said, hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine, until the end of time
Hands off she's mine, hands off she's mine

Now we're going steady
Been together several weeks
I check out all the other guys
Who we see on the streets, when I say

Hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine, it takes up all my time
Hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine

I said hands off me daughter
I tell ya get yer hands off me daughter
C'mon mek me said don't mess around on ya
C'mek mek me tell ya don't want ta get ya

Funny how the best things
Never last for every day
I thought she was my girlfriend
'Til I heard that someone else was saying

Hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine
Hands off she's mine
...


13.Big Shot

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Yes, I've seen you go to work in your big car
Yes, you're fat and can afford to be tasteless

You're a big shot, you want the whole lot
And if I like it or not, you still control me
You tell me what to think and what to be

I like the best in the freezing winter fog
I like to sneer as I sail past your bus stop
I watch you struggle and it gets me red hot
I wander 'round in my empty office block

Big shot, I want the whole lot
And if you like it or not, I still control you
I tell you what to think and what to do

So you listen to smoking industry
You listen to the guys in the factories
You listen to the wealth and the misery
You listen to the power of money

For a big shot who wants a whole lot
And if you like it or not, he'll probably get it
He'll tell you when to beg and when to sit, sit

You look like a government minister
Or a high ranking military officer
I don't think you care
You're just a big shot, yeah

Yes, I've seen you go to work in your big car
Yes, you're fat and can afford to be tasteless

You're a big shot who wants a whole lot
And if I like it or not, you still control me
You tell me what to think and what to be


14.Click Click

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

It's a one shot magazine , give it a spin
Open your mouth slide the barrel in
If you don't like it just don't do it again

Itchy finger, finger, trigger, trigger
Click click, click click click

One in thirty five is saying sorry through a bottle
Say it's your job to scrape a living up, that's all it does
Well think it back over it, hurts twice as much as living

Itchy finger, finger, trigger, trigger
Faster faster faster faster

One shot, this is it, did you delay
You call it a nightmare, now I call it a day
You hold yourself steady at the edge of the bed

As you say finger, finger, trigger, trigger
Click click, click click click
Click click click

Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Stop


15.I Am Your Flag

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Yes, I'll be down your street again quite soon
And don't ignore me when I wave at you
For although I'm looking rather sad
I'm all you've ever really had
And when you're desperate, you will hold me
Hold me to that

Took your hat off in Wisconsin
Took your head in Vietnam
Dying to become a man
Well, I am your flag
I am your flag, I am your flag

I spend all of my time just looking for the big hit
(Hit, hit, hit, hit)
So long getting there, there's no time left to use it
So let's raise a smile of victory, impressed in dental surgery
When you need cover, you can use me, buried at sea

Freedom's just a new deodorant
The money's spent and you've been had
You don't believe me? ask your dad
I am your flag, I am your flag
I am your flag

So as I fly so proudly you will see
That you won't dare break up this family
See the happy children on parade
With wooden guns that mother made
And see me dancing in the breeze
That blows them away

I ran into Northern Ireland
I ran into Afghanistan
Dying to become a man
Well, I am your flag, I am your flag
I am your flag

I am your flag, I am your flag
I am your flag


16.Sole Salvation

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Of course I want there to be an us
I've always wanted that
And if giving time and patience
Trying hard to understand

We never feel the power of our own hands
Sense the danger late
And only vaguely ever grasp
The means of our sole salvation?

What then? Do it right, do it now
Here there, everywhere
Shouting out I'm mad as hell
He pushes his legs against the bed

And feels the triumph flooding through his head
He could conquer, he could win
Now that dying only means
You're not in next week's program

Stop being a baby, will you stop, will you stop it?
Won't you stop play-acting, little man?
Just how long till you drop it will it be
This year, next year, sometime, never?

Stop, when you feel like saying
Have a heart but don't take mine
There's a new dance, 'The Tolerance'
And it just might be your sole salvation

Sole salvation, your sole salvation
Your sole salvation
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Skabadoo, skabaday

Make a cross, make amends
To set the record straight
(Sole salvation, sole salvation)
We've never said the only things
We should have ever bothered saying
(Sole salvation, sole salvation)

Let's write out a list of things we need
Let's strike a brand new deal
(Sole salvation, sole salvation)
That's strong for any man
But has a woman's understanding in it and then finish
(Sole salvation, sole salvation)

Sole salvation, sole salvation

(Sole salvation, sole salvation)
Just stop, when you feel like saying
Have a heart but don't take mine
(Sole salvation, sole salvation)
There's a new dance, 'The Tolerance'
It just might be your sole salvation

Sole salvation, your sole salvation
Sole salvation, sole salvation
Sole salvation, sole salvation
Sole salvation

Ooh, yeah, yeah
Skabadoo, skabaday, skabadoo, skabaday
Skabadoo, skabaday, skabadoo, skabaday
Skabadoo, skabaday, skabadoo, skabaday


17.Sugar And Stress

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

This world is upside down
The rights and wrongs don't get much wronger
Mistakes found in the past
Turn into rules protecting power

It's falling down, it weighs a lot
So you should not depend on it
This world is upside down
But look, I can't hang on for much longer

Sugar and stress
Do everything at least twice
Catch your fingers in your private vices

Sugar and stress
With a heart like ice
Hope heaven comes in a number of sizes

These thought are so unfair
If something's there then it's worth taking
We know where our hearts are right behind our wallets
Yes and that's where they're staying

Grow up together but we grow apart
Always climbing up is our downfall
A change of blood or a change of heart?
Another change of address will do no good

Sugar and stress
Do everything at least twice
Catch your fingers in your private vices

Sugar and stress
With a heart like ice
So hope heaven comes in a number of sizes

This world is upside down
The rights and wrongs don't get much wronger
Mistakes found in the past
Turn into rules protecting power

It's falling down, weighs a lot
So you should not depend on it
This world is upside down
But look, I can't hang on for much longer

Sugar and stress
Do everything at least twice
Catch your fingers in your private vices

Sugar and stress
With a heart like ice
Just hope heaven comes in a number of sizes

Sugar and stress
Catch your fingers in your private vices
Sugar and stress
Hope heaven comes in a number of sizes

This world is upside down
This world is upside down
This world is upside down
But look, I can't hang on for much longer


18.Twist and Crawl

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Something shows in your face
Aren't you forgetting yourself?
Nearly let your mask slip
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl

Emotion packed in every tear
Emotion mirrors your fears
Smile and say, 'Hello dear'
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl
You make me twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl

Walk into a nightclub
See you standing in there
Both your eyes are on me
Wonder what makes you care
Wonder what makes you stare

Walk into a nightclub
All your friends are in there
Is that really blond hair?
Why don't you play fair
You could be in Mayfair?

You broke my heart in several pieces
Not supposed to be that okay
Have to read the books again
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl

But you can't hurt me anymore
I haven't got a heart no more
No feelings get in my way
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl
You make me twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl

Did you think that I'd return?
Emotions all I need to learn
Now you're gonna feel the same
Vice-a-versa love and pain
Vice-a-versa love and pain

Did you think that I'd return?
Emotions all I need to learn
Now you're gonna feel the same
Vice-a-versa love and pain
Vice-a-versa love and pain

Now I've made a new way
Now my mind is rearranged
Now I can't be sure again
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl

Are we really happy
Or maybe just pretending?
I can't tell the difference
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl
You make me twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl

I can have a new face
I can have a new body
I can have a new boy
I can have a new girl
I can have a new world

I can have a new face
I can have a new body
I can have a new boy
I can have a new girl
I can have a new world

I can have a twist and crawl
I can have a twist and crawl
Twist and crawl, twist and crawl, twist and crawl


19.End Of The Party

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

She said to leave it till the end of the party
Do it now, you know there's never a next time
How come the feeling that it's only just started
Pull back your cover, I could love you for all time
But do it now, you know there's never a next time

The bees are busy, now there's gold on the hill
The branches waving but our hearts are wrapped up inside
And then you leave me, so I start missing you a lot
No argument, oh, do I love you or not

No argument, you have the love that I see as mine
Pull back your cover, I could love you for all time
But do it now, you know there's never a next time

She said to leave it till the end of the party
(End of the party)
How come the feeling that it's always just starting
(Always just starting)

The bees are busy now, there's gold on the hill
The branches waving but our hearts are wrapped up inside
And then you leave me so I start missing you a lot
No argument, oh, do I love you, I love you or not

Oh, treat him like a baby please
Oh, treat him like a baby please

Strength is not the same as anger
Put the taste back into hunger
Searching the box? Looking for what?
I love you, I love you not?

Strength is not the same as anger
Put the taste back into hunger
Searching the box? Looking for what?
Pushing the gear back into top

Put the first back into class
Lose your bottle, break the glass
You'll wind up high and dry
With just this slow cold comfort

Oh treat him like a baby, please
Love you or not?
Oh, treat him like a baby, please
Love you or not?

Oh treat him like a baby please
Love you or not?
Oh, treat him like a baby please


20.Monkey Murders

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

At the center, no one warns you
When that moment might turn the corner
Stand the test of your position
Remember monkey murders always love ambition

Collect black marks when you try too hard
Not to treat her like another toy
It makes you mad as you sleep so badly
'Cause you're out every Saturday night for what you can't get

Boy
Is this a problem boy?

Let's be kind to one another
Share your sister, you could eat your brother
Who cares when it's only fashion
Remember monkey murders always come with passion

Remember that night when you tried too hard
Not to treat her like another toy
It made you mad as you slept so badly
Now you're out every Saturday night for what you can't get

Boy
Is this a problem boy?

So obsessive, drinking in the spotlight
He's standing still but of course he's taking all night
Says, 'There is no love and there is no trust'
Said, 'Bite your lip or keep your mouth shut
Keep your mouth shut, keep your mouth shut
Keep your mouth shut'

Boy?
Is this a problem?
Is this a problem, boy?
Yes, it's a problem


21.Stand Down Margaret

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Wakeling

I said I see no joy, I see only sorrow
I see no chance of your bright new tomorrow

So stand down Margaret, stand down please, stand down
I say stand down Margaret, stand down please, stand down

Stand down Margaret, stand down please, stand down Margaret
I say stand down Margaret, stand down please, stand down

I sometimes wonder if I'll ever get the chance
Just to sing to my children in a holiday jam
Our lives seem petty in your cold gray hands
Would you give a second thought, would you ever give a damn?

I doubt it
Stand down Margaret
Everybody shout it
Stand down Margaret

Work, white law
Shell shock, world war

Stand down please
Stand down Margaret, stand down please, stand down Margaret
I say stand down Margaret, stand down please, stand down
Margaret
Stand down Margaret, stand down please, stand down Margaret
I say stand down Margaret, stand down please, stand down
Margaret


22.Pato And Roger A Go Talk

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, Patrick Murray,
David Steele, Dave Wakeling

Pato and Roger ago talk
(Right)
Aha, uhu
Pato and Roger ago talk

You come in a the dance
You jump up and prance
And when take a stop
A so we hold them in a trance

Aha, uhu
Pato and Roger ago talk
(Right)
Aha, uhu
Pato and Roger ago talk
(Right)

Come on everybody make me have some fun
We all get together and live as one
Give this yeah rockers strictly to the nation
Then little after that it's in your radio station

'Cause me say, him Ranking Roger, say him really, really tall
And him Ranking Pato say him really, really small
We both get together and we nice up the hall
And when we take a stop, even the rain can't fall

Aha, uhu, Pato and Roger ago talk
(Right)
Aha, uhu, Pato and Roger ago talk
(Right)

'Cause me say, man in a pants, and a woman in a frock
And everything we chat them to have to musically rock
Come move your little feet, come and rock to the beat
Then little after that, them sam 'so unique'

Girls and boys hear the school bell ring
Run to your classes cause it's time to come in
Pick up your shoes and run-a-mile
Cause Pato and Roger say them come and make you smile

Because we rock together, toast together
Skank together, move together
We a bredda, ay tell them, ay tell them


23.Hit It

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Senseless up and down we go
Six thousand million, million times a pushing
It's a crisis point that comes then goes
But who care, who cares I'm so quick that I can't tell the
difference

Auto erotic well, you could not be in better hands
Try to accept when it comes down to love
You please yourself

Auto erotic people laugh so hard to understand
Learn to expect that
That only you see
You don't need them either

No defense no self control, ten thousand days and it's not brave
It still remains so empty no desire to feel at home
It's no help stand back, just relax and hand it to yourself

You'll either take to heart what people say
Or toss it all away

Make yourself dance
Make yourself dance
Make yourself dance

Round and round and round it goes
Six thousand million, million times for nothing
It's a crisis point too hard to hold
But who care, who cares nobody's there so no one know the
difference

Just jump and prance until you dance
And I will hold you in my charms
'Cos I'm the man in the bowler hat
And I can be your acrobat now c'mon baby just like that

You've got it right it's just like that
Now clap your hands flap your feet
You're gonna rock it and shock it
Right through the street hey

Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down

Autoerotic well you could not be in better hands
Try to accept that when it comes down to love
You please yourself

Auto erotic people laugh
So hard to understand
That only you see
You don't need them either

Dream are so much nicer than real things
When it comes down to love you please yourself
People laugh so hard to understand
That only you see you don't need them either

Auto erotic, auto erotic
Auto erotic, auto erotic, hit it


24.Drowning

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Compromise around the corner
Can you hear the accountant's call?
Could you refuse another dollar?
Could you stop yourself from falling?

So in between the sleepless nights
You dream that you are winning fights
But then it happens, dreadful thing
A wave appears too big to swim

You're drowning, you're drowning
You're drowning, you're drowning

Buy a beach before next summer
How do you feel in the morning?
If the light's an awful bother
I could always close the curtains

Just close your eyes and count to ten
See if you still remember when
Your life seemed easy, you had friends
But that was different, that that was then

You're drowning, you're drowning
(Round and round and round)
You're drowning, you're drowning
(In a frenzy now)

You want fe go in a de ocean
(A so me say)
I saw you drowning in slow motion
(And now me learn)
Far too late to make a commotion
Too late for you to show easy motion

That's why you go down to the bottom, say you can't reach the
top
Get stuck on the bottom, say you can't reach the top
A two days later say they find you 'pon the rocks
Say ha ha ha ha ha, bad luck, eh, so

Tell yourself until you're certain
When you hear the accountants call
You'll buy a beach before next summer
Swim away and leave it all

So underwater, deaf and blind
Under such pressures you might find
A secret right before the end
That makes you want to breathe again

You're drowning, you're drowning
(Round and round and round)
You're drowning, you're drowning
(In a frenzy now)

You're drowning, you're drowning
(Round and round and round)
You're drowning, you're drowning
(Round and round and round)


25.Sorry

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Try to live but it's more like worry
Each time I try to speak, it does sound like, 'Sorry'
Setting up races you've gotta keep winning imaginary races
You jump until you're bleeding and you're needing

And you're wanting it so badly
Timed your sighing, all lying
And she's trusting you completely, stupid
'Sorry'

Feeling attack, put up defenses
Nothing you've ever said made much sense
Words are just another violence
Nothing rings as true as silence

Dream I can fly in desperation
Sorry
Must have mixed up remorse with anticipation
Sorry

Each time I try to break this hurry
Sorry
Start off apologizing for saying
Sorry

Leaving, me pleading
All through wanting it so badly timed
My sighing, all lying
And you trusted me completely, foolish

Sounds like, 'Sorry'
It sounds like, 'Sorry'
It always sounds like, 'Sorry'


26.Walkaway

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Then she said
'If you ever try to lean on me too heavily
I'll step aside and watch you fall
We'll make each other look so small

Let's either find another way
Or bang our heads into the wall and walkaway

Do you have to get this close before it hits?
You've always known just how much
People are a part of why we've now not got the heart to say
I'll leave it, if you will, let's walkaway'

Thought it was different
But it all turned out the same so so
Promised myself I'd never go through it again
Now that every love song bears the same familiar strain of

Walkaway before I
Do something stupid
Walkaway before these threats turn into
One of us could do it

Walkaway before I say
'It's getting too much'
Walkaway, walkaway
Before one of us cracks up

Did you have to get that close before it hit?
You'd always known just how much
People are a part of why we've now not got the heart to say
I'll leave it if you will, let's walkaway

Thought it was different
But it all turned out the same so so
Promised myself I'd never go through it again
Now that every love song bears the same familiar strain of

Walkaway before I
Do something stupid
Walkaway before these threats turn into
One of us could do it

Walkaway before I say
'It's getting too much'
Walkaway, walkaway
Before both of us crack up

Walkaway before I
Do something stupid
Walkaway before these threats turn into
One of us could do it

Walkaway before I say
'It's getting too much'
Walkaway, walkaway
Before both of us crack up

Walkaway before I
Do something stupid
Walkaway before these threats turn into
One of us could do it

Walkaway before I say
'It's getting too much'
Walkaway, walkaway
Before both of us crack up

Walkaway before I
Do something stupid
Walkaway before these threats turn into
One of us could do it

Walkaway before I say
'It's getting too much'


27.Cheated

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

A valentine from a politician
Three pages of your dog's ambitions
The stabbed lover and the furious bunny
You stare too long and your eyes go funny

Yes, I agree we're reading tissue paper
But we can talk about real things later

Cheated, cheated
Win a greenhouse to warm your sex life
Cheated, cheated
I read about the victims crying all night

Blurred photos of the latest plane crash
(News)
Girl, shivers as she hears the car door slam
(News)

TV guides you through uncomfortable questions
(News)
Doctor advises it's the communist problem
To change the truth until, it's worth money
It's a joke, but it's not that funny, cheated


Our correspondent made to wait in the lobby
Torn to pieces by three have a go bobbies
Young swimmers in these sun dialing times
Sweeping the nation with a dance called the breadline

It's in our water and our education
We are oppressed into association

Cheated, cheated
Change the truth until it's worth money
Cheated, cheated
It's a joke but it's not funny

Our correspondent made to wait in the lobby
Torn to pieces by three have a go bobbies
Young swimmers in these sun dialing times
Sweeping the nation with a dance called the breadline

It's in our water and our education
We are oppressed into association

Cheated, cheated
Where drawing level means overtaking
Cheated, cheated
Missed the point because you're too busy fakin' it

Cheated, cheated
Win a greenhouse to warm your sex life
Cheated, cheated
Read about the victims crying all night

Cheated, cheated
change the truth until it's worth money
Cheated, cheated
It's a joke but it's not that funny


28.Rotating Head

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Rotating head, keeps on the right side
Coiled up and tense remains on the lookout
Expects to be shot or get given the bullet
Rotating head tries to look on the bright side of things

Rotating head, friends in high places
No need to guess what he's got in that briefcase
A mind like a gin-trap, one swollen ankle
The rotating head tries to stay on the my side of things
On the right side of things

Living on tip-toe
Waiting for the next step
The wages of death
What a life for a swivel head

Understand, underhand, underarm protection
Each new passer-by a new wave of suspicion
In less than an hour the plane will be leaving the lights and
the cameras
Then sleep on a prayer and a wing, rotating

Living on tip-toe
Waiting for the next step
The wages of death
What a life for a swivel head

Rotating head, look on the bright side
Coiled up and tense, remains on the lookout
A mind like a gin-trap, one swollen ankle
The rotating head tries to stay on the my side of things
That's the right side of things


29.Ackee 1 2 3

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Cross your fingers, say you're on high
Pretend you're in den and see what life brings
But always taking things as they come
Tends to make you forget to put anything in

The longer you dwell the more it's like hell
You sit by the well just making a wish
It would be a shame to take too much blame
But we're all the same, it's only a game

Ackee 123
Ackee 12, 123
Did I just catch you laughing?
Ackee 123
Ackee 12, 123

Forward where the knocks are hardest
Some to failure, some to fame
Never mind the cheers or hooting
Keep your head and play the game

Try to keep your feet on the ground
Without getting them stuck in the mud
You will soon be over the moon
Or twice as hot as the sun

Ackee 123
Ackee 12, 123
Did I just catch you laughing?
Ackee 123
Ackee 12, 123

Ackee
Ackee 123

So cross your fingers, say you're on high
Pretend you're in den and see what life brings
But always taking things as they come
Tends to make you forget to put anything in

The longer you dwell the more it's like hell
You sit by the well just making a wish
To make it plain I'll say it again
We're all the same, it's only a game

Ackee 123
Ackee 12, 123
Did I just catch you laughing?
Ackee 123
Ackee 12, 123

Someone just smiled for no special reason
It looks like the smile's come back into season
It's easy, doesn't have to be a nice day
Just the only one you've got and it's coming ready or not

Ackee 12, 123
Ackee 12, 123


30.Get A Job

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

There's a training course where
Boys and girls of real ambition
Start a new job in a factory
Where they're making ammunition

But it makes them think of stealing
When they read between the lines
Through the owners of this funfair
You won't find a ride you like
Just

Get a job, get a job

Manufacture rubbish
Although no one can afford it
You could make a profit
More than anyone deserves

So you find you're left with poison
So you dump it in our water
So create the kind of problems
Only radiation cures
Through

Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job

Oh, you young people are revolting
8 to 5, life should give the jolt needed
In a few years you won't feel quite the same
You'll be playing their get a job games

There's a training camp when
You come home from saving nations
Get a new job and a new leg
Social rehabilitation

Every time you think of leaving
You get caught between the lines
It's the training for the funfair
You get taken for a ride
You

Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job

Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job


31.Noise In This World

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

I'm looking for a girlfriend
I want everything
Noise in this world
Someone to lie next to

I want forever, I want
Whatever jack-knife feels like
Tearin' up the blankets

I want forever, I want
I'm just the crossed-out names in your address-book
Sticks in wet tar, sticks in my mouth
Make me feel as false as you look

You're so graceful
You're so hateful
I feel clumsy
When I'm near you

I want forever, I want
Whatever jack-knife feels like
Starin' at my own face

I want forever, I want
I'm just the crossed-out names in your address-book
Sticks in wet tar, sticks in my mouth
Make me feel as false as you look

I'm looking for a girlfriend
I want everything
Noise in this world
Someone to lie next to

I want forever, I want
Whatever jack-knife feels like
Starin' at my own face

I want forever, I want
I'm just the crossed-out names in your address-book
Sticks in wet tar, sticks in my mouth
Make me feel as false as you look


32.Two Swords

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

I've never been one for the punch ups
But look I really hate them Nazis
A certain something starts to wind me up
How could I hate them of so violently?

When two swords slashing at each other
Only sharpen one another
And in the long run even he's your brudda
Said even though that kid's a Nazi

Always attack those things in someone else
Reflections that you can't face in yourself
To make precious fascistic feeling gone
It makes you turn into a bigger one, bigger

When two swords slashing at each other
Only sharpen one another
And in the long run even he's your brudda
Said even though that kid's a Nazi

Are you fighting the front or just fronting a fight?
Sometimes it's hard to see the left from the right
Are we angry, are we looking for peace or just tryin' to win the
war
By killing all the enemy off? Just to kill the enemy off
Just to kill the enemy off, just to kill the enemy off

I've never been one for the punch ups
But look I really hate them Nazis
A certain something starts to wind me up
How could I hate them of so violently

When two swords slashing at each other
Only sharpen one another
And in the long run even he's your brudda
Said even though that kid's a Nazi

Even though that kid's a Nazi
Even though that kid's a Nazi


33.Dream Home In New Zealand

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

It's a must, it's compulsive
A family entertainment
Play Americans and Russians
Find a place to hide your poison

Beat the others round the head
The others round the table
Be the first to take the money
Past the point of desperation

Living on pins but I will try it all the same
Be extra careful when you're answering the questions
Living on promises of fortune and fame
You could win a car or a dream home in New Zealand
New Zealand

You say that you're all happy
You've taken all this time
It's just around the television
I'll be over in a minute

Try and wait if you can
To watch you're brand new program
Americans and Russians
Find a place to hide your poison

Prize of a lifetime never get this chance again
You watch your words when you're answering their questions
Seven extra minutes in your dream home in New Zealand

It's a must, compulsive
Family entertainment
Everybody's in the bunker
Everybody's getting pushy

Beat the others 'round the head
Beat the others to the button
Feel your habit of obedience
Must surely count for something

Terrible risk but I will take it all the same
Just mind your manners when you're answering their questions
Now could you tell me what's the most I stand to gain?
Seven hours of heaven in your dream home in New Zealand
In New Zealand


34.Ranking Full Stop

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andy Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele, David
Frederick Wakeling

Rankin' come forward
Full Stop, say Ranking Full Stop
Full Stop, say Ranking Full Stop
My name is Ranking Full Stop

So all you really got to do is just-a move you little feet
And just-a rock-a to the beat, as I would say, yeah, alright
And when you hear the signal you must stop, I said rock
I said you rock it and you shock it, and you, ooh, say so, oh
Lord

Now hold on down there, take it easy, yeah, alright
Said are you ready, said are you ready to stop
Said are you ready, said are you ready to stop
I said stop

Ready, said are you ready to go
Said are you ready, said are you ready to go
Full Stop, me, stop, Full Stop
Ranking Full Stop

Now that's the name I would really, really say
Full Stop, Ranking Full Stop
Said Ranking Full Stop, brr-yeah

You move your little feet, you rock-a to the beat
You hear this song and you gotta come around
I see you upon the street, you look so sweet

I see you with your dancin' feet, yeah
Said are you ready, said are you ready to stop
Said are you ready, said are you ready to stop
I said stop

Ready, said are you ready to go
Said are you ready, said are you ready to go
Full Stop, me, stop, Full Stop
Say Ranking Full Stop

As I would tell ya 'bout this song, so c'mon
Full Stop, Ranking Full Stop, say Ranking Full Stop
Brr-yeah

Your dancing took it over you know
I say you come from Dover you know
And I would really, really tell ya and show you all
To do the Ranking Full Stop

I said you move to your left and then you move to you right
Tell you 'bout this song and you got to unite
You move to your left and then you move to your right
And then you do it 'till midnight you know

All singing are you ready, said are you ready to stop
Said are you ready, said are you ready to stop
I said stop

I'm dead


35.Jackpot

Lyricist:Charlery Roger, Cox Andrew, Morton Everett, Steele David, The
Pioneers, David Wakeling

This song's called the jackpot
Well look at that
Say hip, hip, hurray yeah yeah
Hip, hip, hurray yeah, yeah

You got your jackpot
You got your jackpot when you hit the top
You got your jackpot
You got your jackpot when you call the shots

Say, what a joy, what a joy
What a joy, what a joy
What a joyful sound?

Say, what a joy, what a joy
What a joy, what a joy
What a joyful sound?

A woman's touch
A woman's touch is here tonight aha
A woman's touch
A woman's touch for me tonight

Say, what a joy, what a joy
What a joy, what a joy
What a joyful sound?
Say so oh, Lord

Say, what a joy, what a joy
What a joy, what a joy
What a joyful sound?
Good God!

Say hip, hip, hurray, yeah ,yeah
Hip, hip, hurray, yeah, yeah
Hip, hip, hurray, yeah
Hip, hip, hurray, yeah

Say I was walking down the road
With my heavy heavy load
Try to keep it secret
But now everybody knows

Darling won't you stay
Please don't stand in love's way
Darling won't you stay
I just can't stand another day

'Cause you're a pretty young lady
Don't come a' tease
You're a pretty young lady
You're a pretty young lady, Lord
'Cause you're a pretty young lady whoa

If you're getting hot, you gotta enter the spot
'Cause this one's called jack pot, boy

Say do you feel alright
Did the beat come all over you tonight?
Say did we make it right
Did the beat come all over you tonight?

Say, what a joy, what a joy
What a joy, what a joy
What a joyful sound?

Say, what a joy, what a joy
What a joy, what a joy
What a joyful sound?

Say hip, hip, hurray, yeah ,yeah
Hip, hip, hurray, yeah, yeah
Hip, hip, hurray, yeah
Hip, hip, hurray, yeah

I'm sorry to say but I'm on my way
I won't be back for many a day
Say goodbye everybody
goodbye everybody, goodbye everybody

Say goodbye everybody
Say it's a love and unity song
Goodbye everybody, say goodbye everybody
goodbye everybody yeah

I say I'm sorry to say but I'm on my way
I won't be back for many a day


36.Doors of Your Heart

Lyricist:Charlery Roger, Cox Andrew, Morton Everett, Steele David,
Wakeling David Frederick

Every story has to be about something
I suppose this one says
I lose my head
As the feeling starts to grow you know?

I can feel love thumping at the doors of my heart
Feel love thump as it tears me apart
Feel love pump as the worrying starts
I can feel love thumping at the doors of my heart again
At the doors of my heart again
I can feel love thump
Bom-bom, be bom-bom

Everybody needs someone
They can cling to now and then
No more defense, no more pretense
No reasons to explain it

You can feel love thumping at the doors of your heart
Feel love thump as it tears you apart
Feel blood pump as the worrying starts
And you can feel love thumping at the doors of your heart again
At the doors of your heart again
You can feel love thump
Bom-bom, be bom-bom
Bom-bom, be bom-bom

This one your unity rocker, Lord
Stick him in your living room and turn off the light eh
Bet you wouldn't know if he was black or white
Boy, say what's the use in fighting?
Man say, I say you shouldn't really fight

Tek him to a disco tek
Tek him to a pub eh
Tek him to a blues and then
You play him rub a dub eh

Say you shouldn't really fight, man say
Say you shouldn't really fight
Each and every day I walk through the streets
And I see man and man war and kill each other

Because you are black or you are white
So what's the use in fighting? War alright
Because it's strictly love and unity
We a deal in today

And that we will never throw away
We will never throw away, war alright
I say just because you're brown
You no fe g'wan like a clown

Just because you're white
You no fe broke a likkle fight eh
Say what's the use in fighting, boy
I say, you shouldn't really fight

Every time it happens, seem to act a little touched
In this at least, you're just like me
I think we think too much
Why can't we just

Feel love thumping at the doors of our heart
Feel love thump as it tears us apart
Feel blood pump as the worrying starts
I can feel love thumping at the doors of my heart again
At the doors of my heart again
I can feel love thump
Bom-bom, be bom-bom

I can feel love thump
Bom-bom, be bom-bom
At the doors of my heart again
At the doors of my heart again
I say, I can feel love thump

Bom-bom, be bom-bom
Bom-bom, be bom-bom


37.Tears Of A Clown

Lyricist:Henry Cosby, Jr., William (smokey) Robinson, Stevie Wonder

Say, oh, yeah, baby, baby

Now if there's a smile on my face
It's only there tryin' to fool the public
But when it comes down to foolin' you
Well, now honey, that's quite a different subject

So don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
'Cos really I'm sad, oh, I'm sadder than sad
Well, I'm hurt and I want you so bad
Like a clown, I appear to be glad, ooh, yeah

There's some sad things known to man
But ain't too much sadder than
The tears of a clown
When there's no one around

Say, oh, yeah, baby, baby, baby
Oh, yeah, baby, baby, baby

Now if I appear to be carefree
It's only to camouflage my sadness
And honey, to shield my pride, I try
To cover this hurt with a show of gladness

So don't let my show convince you
That I've been happy since you
Decided to go, oh, I need you so
Look, I'm hurt and I want you to know
Just for others I put on a show, ooh, yeah

There's some sad things known to man
But ain't too much sadder than tears of a clown
When there's no one around

Just like Pagliacci did
I'm gonna keep my surface hid
Hiding in my room, I try
But in this lonely room, I cry

The tears of a clown
When there's no one around

Now if there's a smile on my face
Oh, don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
Don't let this smile I wear
Make you feel that I don't care

Tears of a clown
The tears of a clown
Tears of a clown
The tears of a clown
Tears of a clown
The tears of a clown


38.March Of The Swivelheads

Lyricist:Roger Charlery, Andrew Cox, Everett Morton, David Steele,
David Wakeling

Rotating head, keeps on the right side
Coiled up and tense remains on the lookout
Expects to be shot or get given the bullet
Rotating head tries to look on the bright side of things

Rotating head, friends in high places
No need to guess what he's got in that briefcase
A mind like a gin-trap, one swollen ankle
The rotating head tries to stay on the right side of things
On the right side of things

Living on tip-toe
Waiting for the next step
The wages of death
What a life for a swivelhead

Understand, underhand, underarm protection
Each new passer-by a new wave of suspicion
In less than an hour the plane will be leaving
The lights and the cameras
Then sleep on a prayer and a wing, rotating

Living on tip-toe
Waiting for the next step
The wages of death
What a life for a swivelhead

Rotating head look on the bright side
Coiled up and tense remains on the lookout
A mind like a gin-trap, one swollen ankle
The rotating head tries to stay on the right side of things
That's the right side of things