So Tough

You can look at the stars, / look at the ocean; /
The answer's somewhere, / here's what i reckon: /
Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /


Ooh... /


Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /
Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /


Ooh... /


Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /
(junk, junk, junk...) /


Leave the planet, / junk the morgue. /
Leave the planet, / junk the morgue. /
You can look at the stars. /
Leave the planet...

Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba / ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba /


Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, oh oh oh... /


Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba / ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba /


Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, oh oh oh... /


Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba / ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba /


Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, oh oh oh... /


Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba / ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba /


Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, i know, / i know it should have been. /
Conchita, oh oh oh... /


[outro sample:]
Maybe he means it's some sort of ghost?
Maybe that's what the beast is, a ghost!

Transcribed by mark dorset

[sample:]
A lemonade.


Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /


[backing throughout the verses:] ba-ba-da ba-da ba-ba-ba-da...


Pass me the suitcase, baby. / i know / it's not that easy and /
Give me / my mirror, love, / just give me / back my memories, /
And oh, / oh, how many years / is it now maurice? /


Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.


And i was / half-asleep, and / riding / on a slow-coach, i /
Think i / lose all these things still, / meaning / i'm not holy and, oh, /
Oh, your honey-dish, / oh, it's on my list. /


Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.


Wish my heart's wish / climbing out your window /
For your savage amusement. /
You put a spell over me, well, /
Smells like lemon flavour. /


Ba-ba-da ba-da ba-ba-ba-da...


Tuesday, / if i had you back again / you know / i'm against the future. /
Wednesday, / i was a little girl / (i was the little girl who'd like to snog your face.) /
And ooh, / oh, how many years / is it now maurice? /


Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.


Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. /
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.
(and then i shall go back to maurice.) /
And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.

[intro sample (on the album):]
Do you think a girl should go to bed with a feller, if she doesn't love him?
No. [pause] unless it's me.


I heard she drove the silvery sports-car /
Along the empty streets last night. /
Hanging around / with hair-dos like mine. /
No, i haven't seen the kids for some time. /


Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway, /
Just like a harpsichordist she moved. /
And back upstairs / at half past two, /
With a paper folded, outside the loo. /


Rain falls / like elvis tears. /
Oh no, / no sugar tonight. /
Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and /
Cry coloured tears again. /


And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time, /
On this platform with the drizzle in my eyes? /
And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time? /
The ticket's in my hand, the train pulls down the line. /


Rain falls / like elvis tears. /
Oh no, / no sugar. /
Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and /
Cry coloured tears. /


And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
No no, no sugar tonight. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me...

[the "calico" bits are sarah and the rest is q-tee.]
Dreamin' / that you are in my world, /
Wishin' / like a little girl. /
Watchin', / closely, / you suddenly appear. /
Like a dream, / you're gone, then you're here. /
You take to emotion / like a bird to flight. /
You drop an invitation, / maybe i just might /
Be your lover / or better / a friendly / aquaintance. /
Truly as i duly pay my love to you like maintenance. /


Calico, / calico, / calico, / calico. /
Calico, / calico, / calico, / calico. /


You're realistic, / your face conceal. /
Accentuate the passion. / i will reveal. /
You're like an angel that delights with the day. /
I'm pleadin' / don't ever go away, /
Story's reaching peak / the outlook is bleak. /
Please talk, say that you'll speak. / you're strong and i am weak. /
I need / the fortune at the end of the rainbow. /
I see you like a lantern - / you have a certain glow. / calico. /
Your smile is warm soft, / forever / appealing. /
Whenever you are present like a letter i am sealing. /
My love / like a dove / that blesses from above. /
The shower in an hour / won't you let me be your towel? / calico. /
Affection / affects you like a weapon. /
You're extreme and supreme / and nothing that you seem. /
A fateful chance / with a twist of hope. /
I'll be with you all the way / down the magical slope.


Calico, / calico, / calico, / calico. /
Calico, / calico, / calico, / calico. /
Calico, / calico, / calico, / calico. /


Babe, don't be afraid, / i'm wit' you everywhere. /
Gliding through enchanted waters / to you i swear. /
Expression is the key, / it's good enough for me. /
Cali can't you see, / forever yours? /
There's a feeling / of warmth, / a serious / sensation. /
It's true, / you have that / good vibration.
Your charm is overwhelming, you have reaches that i seldom see, /
Calico just let me be the one! /


Calico, / calico, / calico, / calico. /
Calico, / calico, / calico, / calico. /
Calico, / calico, / calico, / calico. /
Calico, / calico, / calico, / calico. /


Calico. / i see / that we were meant to be. /
Goin' in ???


[outro samples:]
I never take of my hat except when i'm out of doors!
She made a prize from jenkins' ear, / and washed it down with a bottle of beer.

[this is a sample collage]
And, er... non-stop erotic cabaret.
Yahoo! asa desuyo! okite kudasai! [that was a japanese alarm clock saying it's morning, wake up!]
Say what, girl?
Daddy, can i go to the hop?

Transcribed by mark dorset


Who am i? /
I'm just a girl / who only wants /
To try / to do what's right; /
I'll never make / you cry, /
But you're no good for me, and /
Who do you think you are? /
You tried to push me a bit too far, /
And every day sees another scar. /
Oh tell me, who do you think you are? /
If you want me there, / you gotta care! /
Oh tell me, /


Who do you think you are (who) /
Taking advantage of me this way? /
Tell me, who do you think you are (who), /
Hurting me more with the things you say? /
It's not fair, / you don't care. /
Who do you really think that you are? (who) /


Where are we? (oh where are we?) /
We're at the cross roads and /
I just / can't see (just can't see) /
Which way to take / to keep you
Here / with me (here with me). /
The lights are changing, baby, /
Who do you think you are? /
You tried to push me a bit too far, /
And every day sees another scar. /
Oh tell me, who do you think you are? /
If you want me there, / you gotta care! /
Oh tell me, /


Who do you think you are (who) /
Taking advantage of me this way? /
Tell me, who do you think you are (who), /
Hurting me more with the things you say? /
It's not fair, / you don't care. /
Who do you really think that you are? (who) /


If you want me there, / you gotta care! /
Oh tell me, /


Who do you think you are (who) /
Taking advantage of me this way? /
Tell me, who do you think you are (who), /
Hurting me more with the things you say? /
It's not fair, / you don't care. /
Who do you really think that you are? (who)/


Who do you think you are (who) /
Taking advantage of me this way? /
Tell me, who do you think you are (who), /
Hurting me more with the things you say? /
It's not fair, / you don't care...


Credits

[this song is a brief sample collage]
You stick your foot in there, mate, and you've...
What's the weight got to do with those shoes?
Because she can help lose weight in her legs, well, it won't look so ridiculous, will it, with fat legs with chunky shoes, will it?