1.Girl On The Phone
Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back
Her voice is smooth but the tone is bland
She's telling me this and she's telling me that
She talks about me and i must agree
With what she says about me
About how nice i can be
But it makes no difference to my mind
Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back
She knows all my details - she's got my facts
She tells me my height and she knows my weight
She knows my age and says she's knows fate
And i must say - it's logical
What foresight she must have
I've got to meet her whenever i get time
Says she knows everything about me
Every word i've ever said
Every book i've ever read
She told me that we met along time ago
I can't think when but she should know
Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back
Knows where i get my shirts and where i get my pants
Where i get my trousers where i get socks
My leg measurements and the size of my cock
And i must say it's un-nerving
To think that she knows me
Knows me so well - better than anyone
Better than myself
Says she knows everything about me
Every record i've listened to
Every window that i've looked through
She told me that we met along time ago
I can't think when but she should know
Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back
She's telling me this and she's telling me that
2.Thick As Thieves
Times were so tough, but not as tough as they are now,
We were so close and nothing came between us - and the world -
No personal situations.
Thick as thieves us, we'd stick together for all time,
And we meant it but it turns out just for a while,
We stole - the friendship that bound us together -
We stole from the schools and their libraries,
We stole from the drugs that sent us to sleep,
We stole from the drink that made us sick,
We stole anything that we couldn't keep,
And it was enough - we didn't have to spoil anything,
And always be as thick as thieves.
Like a perfect stranger - you came into my life,
Then like the perfect lone ranger - you rode away - rode away,
Rode away - rode away.
We stole the love from young girls in ivory towers,
We stole autumn leaves and summer showers,
We stole the silent wind that says you are free,
We stole everything that we could see,
But it wasn't enough - and now we've gone and spoiled everthing,
Now we're no longer as thick as thieves.
You came into my life -
Then like a perfect stranger you walked away - walked away -
Walked away - walked away.
Thick as thieves us - we'd stick together for all time,
And we meant it but it turns out just for awhile,
We stole the friendship that bound us together.
We stole the burning sun in the open sky,
We stole the twinkling stars in the black night,
We stole the green belt fields that made us believe,
We stole everything that we could see.
But something came along that changes our minds,
I don't know what and i don't know why,
But we seemed to grow up in a flash of time,
While we watched our ideals helplessly unwind.
No - we're no longer as thick as thieves - no,
We're not as thick as we used to be - no,
We're no longer as thick as thieves - no,
We're not as thick as we used to be -
No it wasn't enough - and we've gone and spoiled everything
Now we're no longer as thick as thieves.
3.Private Hell
Closer than close - you see yourself -
A mirrored image - of what you wanted to be.
As each day goes by - a little more -
You can't remember - what it was you wanted anyway.
The fingers feel the lines - they prod the space -
Your ageing face - the face that once was so beautiful,
Is still there but unrecognizable -
Private hell.
The man who you once loved - is bald and fat -
And seldom in - working late as usual.
Your interest has waned - you feel the strain -
The bed springs snap - on the occasions he lies upon you -
Close your eyes and think of nothing but -
Private hell.
Think of emma - wonder what she's doing -
Her husband terry - and your grandchildren.
Think of edward - who's still at college -
You send him letters - which he doesn't acknowledge.
'cause he don't care,
They don't care.
'cause they're all going through their own - private hell.
The morning slips away - in a valium haze,
And catalogues - and numerous cups of coffee.
In the afternoon - the weekly food,
Is put in bags - as you float off down the high street
The shop windows reflect - play a nameless host,
To a closet ghost - a picture of your fantasy -
A victim of your misery - and private hell
Alone at 6 o'clock - you drop a cup -
You see it smash - inside you crack -
You can't go on - but you sweep it up -
Safe at last inside your private hell.
Sanity at last inside your private hell.
4.Little Boy Soldiers
Its funny how you never knew what my name was,
Our only contact was a form for the election.
These days i find that you don't listen,
These days i find that we're out of touch,
These days i find that i'm too busy,
So why the attention now you want my assistance -
What have you done for me.
You've gone and got yourself in trouble,
No you want me to help you out.
These days i find that i can't be bothered,
These days i find that its all too much,
To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger,
But i've got no choice so here i come - war games.
I'm up on the hills, playing little boy soldiers,
Reconnaissance duty up at 5：30.
Shoot shoot shoot and kill the natives,
You're one of us and we love you for that.
Think of honour, queen and country,
You're a blessed son of the british empire,
God's on our side and so is washington.
Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers.
Come on outside - i'll sing you a lullaby,
Or tell a tale of how goodness prevailed.
We ruled the world - we killed and robbed,
The fucking lot - but we don't feel bad.
It was done beneath the flag of democracy,
You'll believe and i do - yes i do - yes i do -
Yes i do -
These days i find that i can't be bothered,
To argue withthem well what's the point,
Better to take your shots and drop down dead,
Then they send you home in a pine overcoat
With a letter to your mum
Saying find enclosed one son - one medal and a note -
To say he won.
5.Wasteland
Meet me on the wastelands - later this day,
We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe,
For there's not much else to do in this drab and colourless
Place.
We'll sit amongst the rubber tyres,
Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac,
People have no use for - amongst the smouldering embers of
Yesterday.
And when or if the sun shines,
Lighting our once beautiful features,
We'll smile but only for seconds,
For to be caught smiling is to acknowledge life,
A brave but useless show of compassion,
And that is forbidden in this drab and colourless world.
Meet me on the wastelands - the ones behind,
The old houses - the ones - left standing pre-war -
The ones overshadowed by the monolith monstrosities -
Councils call homes.
And there amongst the shit - the dirty linen,
The holy coca-cola tins - the punctured footballs,
The ragged dolls - the rusting bicycles,
We'll sit and probably hold hands.
And watch the rain fall - watch it - watch it -
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling -
Like our lives - like our lives -
Just like our lives.
We'll talk about the old days,
When the wasteland was release when we could play,
And think - without feeling guilty -
Meet me later but we'll have to hold hands.
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling -
Like our lives - like our lives -
Exactly like our lives.
6.Burning Sky
Dear,
How are things in your little world, i hope they're going well
and you are too.
Do you still see the same old crowd, the ones who used to meet
every friday.
I'm really sorry that i can't be there but work comes first, i'm
sure you'll understand.
Things are really taking off for me business is thriving and i'm
showing a profit and.
And in any case it wouldn't be the same, 'cause we've all grown
up and we've got our lives
And the values that we had once upon a time, seem stupid now
'cause the rent must be paid
And some bonds severed and others made.
Now i don't want you to get me wrong, ideals are fine when you
are young and i must admit
We had a laugh, but that's all it was and ever will be, 'cause
the burning sky keeps
Burning bright. and as long as it does (and it always will),
there's no time for dreams
When commerce calls. and the taxman's shouting 'cause he wants
his dough and the wheels of
Finance won't begin to slow.
And it's only us realists who are gonna come through 'cause
there's only one power higher
Than that of truth and that's the burning sky.
Oh and by the way i must tell you, before i sign off, that i've
got a meeting next week,
With the head of a big corporate i can't disclose who but i'm
sure you'll know it and.
And the burning sky - keeps burning bright. and it won't turn
off til it's had enough,
It's the greedy bastard who won't give up, and you're just a
dreamer if you don't realize,
And the sooner you do will be the better for you, then we'll all
be happy and we'll all be
Wise and all bow down to the burning sky.
Then we'll all be happy and we'll all be wise and together we
will live beneath the
Burning sky.
7.Smithers-jones
Here we go again, it's monday at last,
He's heading for the waterloo line,
To catch the 8 a.m. fast, its usually dead on time,
Hope it isn't late, got to be there by nine.
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy the times
'good morning smithers-jones'
'how's the wife and home？'
'did you get the car you've been looking for？'
Let me get inside you, let me take control of you,
We could have some good times,
All this worry will get you down,
I'll give you a new meaning to life - i don't think so.
Sitting on the train, you're nearly there
You're part of the production line,
You're the same as him, you're like tin-sardines,
Get out of the pack, before they peel you back.
Arrive at the office, spot on time,
The clock on the wall hasn't yet struck nine,
'good morning smithers jones'
'the boss wants to see you alone'
'i hope its the promotion you've been looking for'
Let me get inside you, let me take control of you,
We could have some good times,
All this worry will get you down,
I'll give you a new meaning to life - i don't think so.
'come in smithers old boy'
'take a seat, take the weight off your feet'
'i've some news to tell you'
'there's no longer a position for you' -
'sorry smithers jones'.
Put on the kettle and make some tea
It's all a part of feeling groovie
Put on your slippers turn on the tv
It's all a part of feeling groovie
It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off
But the only one smilin' is the sun tanned boss
Work and work and work and work till you die
There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry
8.Saturday's Kids
Saturday's boys live life with insults,
Drink lots of beer and wait for half time results,
Afternoon tea in the light-a-bite - chat up the girls - they
Dig it!
Saturday's girls work in tesco's and woolworths,
Wear cheap perfume 'cause its all they can afford,
Go to discos they drink babycham talk to jan - in bingo
Accents.
Saturdays kids play one arm bandits,
They never win but that's not the point is it,
Dip in silver paper when their pints go flat,
How about that - far out!
Their mums and dads smoke capstan non filters,
Wallpaper lives 'cause they all die of cancer,
What goes on - what goes wrong.
Save up their money for a holiday,
To selsey bill or bracklesham bay,
Think about the future - when they'll settle down,
Marry the girl next door - with one on the way.
These are the real creatures that time has forgot,
Not given a thought - its the system -
Hate the system - what's the system？
Saturdays kids live in council houses,
Wear v-necked shirts and baggy trousers,
Drive cortinas fur trimmed dash boards,
Stains on the seats - in the back of course!
9.The Eton Rifles
Sup up your beer and collect your fags,
There's a row going on down near slough,
Get out your mat and pray to the west,
I'll get out mine and pray for myself.
Thought you were smart when you took them on,
But you didn't take a peep in their artillery room,
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest,
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest.
Hello-hurrah - what a nice day - for the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - i hope rain stops play - with the eton rifles.
Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse,
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes,
Compose a revolutionary symphony,
Then went to bed with a charming young thing.
Hello-hurrah - cheers then mate - its the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - an extremist scrape - with the eton rifles.
What a catalyst you turned out to be,
Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea,
Left me standing - like a guilty (naughty) schoolboy.
We came out of it naturally the worst,
Beaten and bloody and i was sick down my shirt,
We were no match for their untamed wit,
Though some of the lads said they'll be back next week.
Hello-hurrah - there's a price to pay - to the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - i'd prefer the plague - to the eton rifles.
Hello-hurrah - there's a price to pay - to the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - i'd prefer the plague - to the eton rifles.
10.Heatwave
Whenever i'm with you
Something inside starts burning
Snd my hearts filled with fire
Stop this - it's got a hold on me
I said this ain't the way it's supposed to be
It's like a heatwave burning in my heart
I can't keep from crying
Tearing me apart
Whenever she calls my name
Sounds so soft sweet and plain
Right then, right there
I feel this burning pain
This high blood pressure's got a hold on me
I said this ain't the way love's supposed to be
Whenever i'm with you
Something inside starts burning
And my hearts filled with fire
Something's got me amazed
Don't know what to do
My head's in a haze
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