 Here Come The Warm Jets » গানের কথা [+ যোগ করা +] |
1. _ Baby's On Fire
Baby's on fire
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter
Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching.
Rescuers row row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow the wind blow blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip snap
Take your time she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man i used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what baby's been reduced to.
Juanita and juan
Very clever with maracas
Making their fortunes
Selling second-hand tobaccos
Juan dances at chico's
And when the clients are evicted
He empties the ashtrays
And pockets all that he's collected
But baby's on fire!
And all the instruments agree that
Her temperatures rising
But any idiot would know that.
more free lyrics |
2. _ The Paw Paw Negro Blowtorch
My, my, my, we're treating each other just like strangers
I can ignore the significance of these changes
But you can't treat it lightly, and you'll have to face the consequences
All my worst fears are grounded
You have to make the choice between the paw paw negro blowtorch and me (no, no, no).
By this time i got to looking for a kind of substitute
I can't tell you who i found, except that it rhymes with dissolute
But my baby's so lazy, she is almost unable, and it's driving me crazy
And her loving's just a fable that we try, with passion, to recall
Send for an ambulance or an accident investigator
He's breathing like a furnace
So i'll see you later, alligator
He'll set the sheets on fire
Mmm, quite a burning lover
Now he'll barbeque your kitten
He is just another learner lover
You have to make the choice between the paw paw negro blowtorch and me.
more free lyrics |
3. _ Cindy Tells Me
Cindy tells me, the rich girls are weeping
Cindy tells me, they've given up sleeping alone
And now they're so confused by their new freedoms
And she tells me they're selling up their maisonettes
Left the hotpoints to rust in the kitchenettes
And they're saving their labour for insane reading.
Some of them lose - and some of them lose
But that's what they want - and that's what they choose
It's a burden - such a burden
Oh what a burden to be so relied on.
Cindy tell me, what will they do with their lives
Living quietly like labourer's wives
Perhaps they'll re-acquire those things they've all disposed of.
more free lyrics |
4. _ Here Come The Warm Jets
[...inaudible...]
[further] we make claims on [our teas]
[dawn inner here] for we've nowhere to be
Nowhere to be
Nowhere to be
[father stains], we're all on our knees
Down on our words and we've nothing to be
Nothing to be
Nothing to be
Further down we're all on our [sails]
[paid to upheed] though we've nothing these days
Nothing these days
Nothing these days
[further still, their stall in a daze]
We're down on our knees and we've nothing to say
Nothing to say
Nothing to say...
more free lyrics |
5. _ Blank Frank
Blank frank is the messenger of your doom and your destruction
Yes, he is the one who will set you up as nothing
And he is one who will look at you sideways
His particular skill is leaving bombs in people's driveways.
Blank frank has a memory that's as cold as an iceberg
The only time he speaks is in incomprehensible proverbs
Blank frank is the siren, he's the air-raid, he's the crater
He's on the menu, on the table, he's the knife and he's the waiter
more free lyrics |
6. _ On Some Faraway Beach
Given the chance
I'll die like a baby
On some far away beach
When the season's over.
Unlikely
I'll be remembered
As the tide brushes sand in my eyes
I'll drift away.
Cast up on a plateau
With only one memory
A single syllable
Oh lie low lie low.
more free lyrics |
7. _ Needles In The Camel's Eye
Those who know
They don't let it show
They just give you one long glance
And you'll go oh, oh, oh, oh.
Goes to show
How winds blow
The weather's fine
And i feel so, so, so, so, so.
Birds of prey
With too much to say
Oh what could be my destiny
Another rainy day.
Why ask why
For by the by and by,
All mysteries are just more
Needles in the camel's eye.
more free lyrics |
8. _ Driving Me Backwards
Ohohohohohohoh oh
Doo doo doo doo doo doo dah
I'll be there.
Oh driving me backwards
Kids like me
Gotta be crazy
Moving me forwards
You must think that i'm lazy
Meet my relations
All of them
Grinning like facepacks
Such sweet inspirations
Curl me up
A flag in an icecap
Now i've found a sweetheart
Treats me good just like an armchair
I try to think about nothing
Difficult
I'm most temperamental
I gave up my good living
Typical
I'm almost sentimental
Ah luana's black reptiles
Sliding around
Make chemical choices
And she responds as expected
To the only sound
Hysterical voices
And you - you're driving me backwards
Kids like me have gotta be crazzzzzy i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Doo doo doo dodoo dodah i'll be there
more free lyrics |
9. _ Dead Finks Don't Talk
Oh cheeky cheeky
Oh naughty sneeky
You're so perceptive and i wonder how you knew.
But these finks don't walk too well
A bad sense of direction
And so they stumble round in threes
Such a strange collection.
Oh you headless chicken
Can those poor teeth take so much kicking?
You're always so charming
As you peck your way up there.
And these finks don't dress too well
No discrimination
To be a zombie all the time
Requires such dedication.
Oh please, sir will you let it go by
'cos i failed both tests with my legs both tied
In my place the stuff is all there
I've been ever so sad for a very long time
My my they wanted the works can you this and that
I never got a letter back
More fool me bless my soul
More fool me bless my soul.
Oh perfect masters
They thrive on disasters
They all look so harmless
Till they find there way up there.
But dead finks don't talk too well
They've got a shaky sense of diction
It's not so much a living hell
It's just a dying fiction.
more free lyrics |
10. _ Some Of Them Are Old
People come and go and forget to close the door
And they leave their stains and cigarette butts trampled on the floor
And when they do, remember me, remember me.
Some of them are old, some of them are new
Some of them will turn up when you least expect them to
And when they do, remember me, remember me.
Lucy you're my girl, lucy you're a star
Lucy please be still and hide your madness in a jar
But do beware, it will follow you, it will follow you.
Some of them are old but it would help if you could smile
To earn a crooked sixpence you'll walk many crooked miles
And as you do, remember me, remember me.
more free lyrics |
|
|
|
বাঙ্গালী 
