Best Of-carry On Up The Charts

(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 cat to the child that she'll smother
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 an you
We'd shout it out aloud

Closer than a sister to her baby brother
Closer than a cat to the child that she'll smother
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 an 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

(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
Cos 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.

(heaton/rotheray)
Don't whisper love and dream of wedding bells
Don't do all the talking, let love speak up itself
Let love speak up itself

So when you feel a little tatty and unhappy with your face
Let it breathe into us and put you back in place
Let it breathe, let it breathe
From the day it came into us till the day it wants to leave
For it will, it will go
And it will not say goodbye just like it didn't say hello
There will not be a send-off, a funeral or mass
Just a pathetic little vodka from a dirty little glass
'to the world's greatest mum
From the oldest swinger in town'

Let love speak up itself
Let love speak up itself
Let it rise up in the morning and take us for that walk
Let it do the talking when we're too tired to talk
When we're too tired to talk

And when you feel unhappy that i'm not the one i was
Let love rot inside and let love palm you off
Let it rot, let it rot
Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knot
In a knot, in a knot
Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knot
Hang them from a cleaver and say 'look what we've got
A man and a woman and guess what they forgot'
'to the world's greatest mum
From the oldest swinger in town'

Let love speak up itself

(heaton/rotheray)
Don't know what i'm doing here
I'll carry on regardless
Got enough money for one more beer
I'll carry on regardless

Good as gold, but stupid as mud
He'll carry on regardless
They'll bleed his heart 'til there's no more blood
But carry on regardless

Carry on with laugh
Carry on with cry
Carry on with brown under moonlit sky

I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
Not in the star signs
Or the palm that she reads
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept ingrid bergman kiss
Not in the next life
I want it in this
I want it in this

Got one note to last all week
I'll carry on regardless
The hill to happiness is far too steep
I'll carry on regardless

Dried his mouth in the memphis sun
He carried on regardless
Tried to smile and he bit his tongue
But carry on regardless

Carry on with work
Carry on with love
Carry on with cheering
Anything above

I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
Not in the star signs
Or the palm that she reads
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept ingrid bergman kiss
Not in the next life
I'll have it in this
I'll have it in this

I don't want silver, i just want gold
Carry on regardless
Bronze is for the sick and the old
But carry on regardless

I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
Not in the star signs
Or the palm that she reads
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept ingrid bergman kiss
Not in the next life
I'll have it in this
I'll have it in this


Notes: corrected by amyruthanne@aol.com

(heaton/rotheray)
I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case
I love you in the songs, i write and sing

Love you because, you put me in my rightful place
And i love the prs cheques, that you bring

Cheap, never cheap
I'll sing you songs till you're asleep
When you've gone upstairs i'll creep
And write it all down

Oh shirley, oh deborah, oh julie, oh jane
I wrote so many songs about you
I forget your name (i forget your name)
Jennifer, alison, phillipa, sue, deborah, annabel, too
Jennifer, alison, phillipa, sue, deborah, annabel, too
I forget your name

I love your from the bottom of my pencil case
I love the way you never ask me why
I love to write about each wrinkle on your face
And i love you till my fountain pen runs dry

Deep so deep, the number one i hope to reap
Depends upon the tears you weep, so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry

Oh cathy, oh alison, oh phillipa, oh sue
You made me so much money, i wrote this song for you
Jennifer, alison, phillipa, sue, deborah, annabel, too
I wrote this song for you

So let me talk about mary, a sad story
Turned her grief into glory
Late at night, by the typewriter light,
She ripped his ribbon to shreds

(heaton/rotheray)
I once had a friend who i loved from my heart
But i went on and left her 'fore i'd made a start
Now i'm moaning the blues like the rest of the charts
Take me back

So i'll cry with a limp
Just get by on a limb
Till these blue eyes of mine they are closed
So here's to an old fashioned peck on the cheek
And farewell my sweet northern rose

Give me one last love song
To bring you back, bring you back
Give me one last video, just dressed in black, dressed in black
Give him a chorus and that bit at the end
Where he wails on and on 'bout the loss of a friend
Let him scream loudly 'well this love could mend'
Let it die, let it die

Those bloody great ballads we hated at first
Well i bought them all, now i'm writing worse
Save us from baldness and saving the earth
Take me back

And i'll smile with a limp
And i'll love with a limp
Till the clouds disappear from above
And as the storm moves away all i can say
Is there's a towel on the door for your love

Give me one last love song
To bring you back, bring you back
Give me one last video, just dressed in black, dressed in black
Give him a chorus and that bit at the end
Where he wails on and on 'bout the loss of a friend
Let him scream loudly 'well this love could mend'
Let it die, let it die, let it die

(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 realise
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 realise
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 colour of my hell
Blue is a greeting from a friend
Red is the colour of farewell

Old red he died
And every single landlord in the district cried
An empty bottle of whisky 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