unknown

(mark knopfler)



I wonder where you are tonight
You're probably on the rampage somewhere
You have been known to take delight
In gettin' in somebody's hair
And you always had the knack
Fade to black

I bet you already made a pass
I see a darkened room somewhere
You run your finger round the rim of his glass
Run your fingers through his hair
They scratch across his back
Fade to black

Well maybe it's all for the best
But i wish i'd never been lassooed
Maybe it's some kind of test
But i wish i'd never been tattooed
Or been to hell and back
Fade to black

Sweet surrender on the quayside
You remember we used to run and hide
In the shadow of the cargoes i take you one time
And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline

Near misses on the dogleap stairways
French kisses in the darkened doorways
A foghorn blowing out wild and cold
A policeman shines a light upon my shoulder

Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night
Over my shoulder all you can see are the pilot lights
No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn
Your hands are cold but your lips are warm

She can see him on the jetty where they used to go
She can feel him in the places where the sailors go
When she's walking by the river and the railway line
She can still hear him whisper
Let's go down to the waterline

It was new cross station, i was going on home
Saw you get your ticket, standing on your own
Here come the train about 02:44
I couldn't get a smoker, you took another car

Yeah, the end of the line, we both had to change
And you're standing right behind me
I'm a feeling kinda strange
We got to mile end road, my heart skipped a beat
Standing right behind me, i'm a shakin' in my seat
3-4 minutes and the train comes through
I'm ridin' on the central, i'm a-lookin' at you

Woman on the eastbound train
Sometimes i wanna see you again

Now i couldn't read a paper, you couldn't read a book
Kept on taking me another look
You got off the train, you never looked behind
I tried, but i can't get you out of my mind

Woman on the eastbound train
Sometimes i wanna see you again

Well i got one more thing i wanna say before i go
If you get the message on the radio
You can write a letter, get in touch with me
Leave your number with the company, yeah

Woman on the eastbound train
Sometimes i wanna see you again

Yearning we were yearning
Green light blinding on the rail
Burning we were burning
And the line unwinding to the holy grail
To the future gleaming on a blue horizon
And a golden girl on golden sand
Dreaming fantasizing
In another world from metroland

I've danced in rain and i've been django
And i've got laid
I've been a rolling stone
I've been verlaine
And i've been rimbaud
Not afraid to walk alone
And now i take my midnight ramble
Do i fold or play what's in my hand
What's at stake and what's the gamble
Do i stay in metroland

Dreams yesterday's laughter
Ghosts and lovers come back to play
But dreams have a morning after
And run for cover
In the light of day
I got something real worth holding on to
I can belong to and understand
I've made my deal
I will go on to
Make my peace with metroland

Well, he's got to be assertive
But never dominate
But he's got to be receptive
He understand he must relay
And if you get too much protection
You feel your freedom is abused
Well he is everything you're looking for, baby
No wonder he's confused

He can thrill you like a stranger
He can fill your fantasy
You want an element of danger
But you want security
Your love is thrill and dedication
He is good at keeping you amused
Well he is everything you're looking for
No wonder he's confused

It takes a little understanding
When you love each other so
You got the right to be demanding
But how is he supposed to know

Well, sometime you want a rebel
Sometime you want a steady hand
You play the handsome devil
Play the boy, play the man
And if you take the wrong direction
Is he gonna be accused
He is not everything you're looking for
No wonder he is confused
Yeah, he is not everything you're looking for
No wonder he is confused

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It take the shine off his shoes
He says it's a shame
You know it may be a game
Ah but i won't play to loose

He's burning the grass
He take up a glass
He swallow it neat
He crosses the floor
He open the door
He take a sniff of the street

And then she tell him that he's crazy
She's a-saying hey baby
I'm your wife
Yeah she tell him that he's crazy
For gambling a-with his life

But he climbs on his horse
You know he feel no remorse
He just kicks it alive
His motor is fine
He take it over the line
Until he's ready to dive

And she tell him that he's crazy
Yes she's saying listen baby
I'm your wife
Yeah she tell him that he's crazy
For gambling with his life

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It take the shine off his shoes
He say it's a shame
You know it may be a game
Ah but i won't play to loose

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It take the shine off his shoes
He's too fast to stop
He take it over the top
He make a line in the news

All the late night bargains have been struck
Between the satin beaus and their belles
And prehistoric garbage trucks
Have the city to themselves
Echoes roars dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash
And most of the taxis and the whores
Are only taking calls for cash

I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick

My door was standing open
Security was laid back and lax
But it was only my heart got broken
You must have had a pass key made out of wax
You played robbery with insolence
And i played the blues in twelve bars down lover's lane
And you never did have the intelligence to use
The twelve keys hanging off my chain

I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick

Now it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord finally paid us all
The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
And we're standing outside of this wonderland
Looking so bereaved and so bereft
Like a bowery bum when he finally understands
The bottle's empty and there's nothing left

I don't know how it happened
It was faster than the eye could flick
But now all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick

I woke up this morning, my jacuzzi wouldn't work
Then the butler quit on me, man, can you believe it? jerk!
Must've been my artistic temperament he couldn't take
How come nobody wants to give me a break?

I got the blues right there, mean and low
I'm as low as the heels of my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues

Well, i found one of my bathrooms and i made it to the sink
I called one of my managers up and i poured myself a drink
Oh, i swear i'd kill that little weasel if i could
Checked myself in the mirror - my hair was looking good, but

I had the blues right there, mean and mean and mean and low
As low as the heels on my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
Get down!

Well, so much for breakfast, i couldn't face lunch
I thought i'd raise my spirits with a little champagne brunch

I take the lamborghini, the flunky parks the car
Can you believe it, man, this other monkey won't let me in the bar!

I said, i said, 'don't you know who i am, man?' and he says, 'no'
No! can you believe it?
I'm as low as the heels of these alligator shoes
You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues, to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues

Bad, bad!

That's bad! yeah

So hard

It's hard sometimes for a boy

Ah, i like that

That's good

Get down!

You're making a very big mistake, man

Oh yeah

You'll never work in this town again!

All right

(sonny landreth)



Bottle rocket combo got a corner on the crowd
Under her old balcony above a bar called
The black cat prowl
Setts off memories how she laughed every time
I'd break her silence with a piece of my mind
A callin'

Creole angel come on down
Pray tell are you ready now?
Dusty saint on the dashboard
Will bless the berth of my old ford
Creole angel northbound
Even now i hear the sound
Of open arms like wings apart
Taking off with a jump start
Creole angel my creole angel

Jump start baby

It's a jet stream of conscious
Out of body tale
Through the natchez trace
Like a vapor trail
We saw the steam rise and the mercury fall
Between new orleans and old montreal
I remember

Creole angel come on down
Pray tell are you ready now?
Dusty saint on the dashboard
Will bless the berth of my old ford
Creole angel northbound
Even now i hear the sound
Of open arms like wings apart
Taking off with a jump start
Creole angel my creole angel

Here's one of the two of us
In 1954 don't laugh
I keep all of the pictures
Are you going to take a photograph
Here's something nice for you
A dear old thing came to a show
Last time here we did
An interview on local radio

Make yourself at home my darling
Come on in
Hand me down that jar love
Can i offer you a gin

We're proud to be the oldest
Ugly sisters in variety
There's not the glamour now you see
What happened to society
There's another light bulb gone
They don't all answer to the switch
I don't know how we carry on
And her she couldn't care the bitch

But in a while the old boys
In the band began to play
And in a while the houselights
And the curtains slide away

And something's going to happen
To make your whole life better
Your whole life better one day
Something's going to happen
To make your whole life better
Your whole life better one day

Now the landlady's all squared away
It's just a temporary deal
I'm afraid tonight it's take-away
You see there is no evening meal
Don't worry dear you shall go to the ball
I think the fairy said
These suitcases have seen it all
From under someone else's bed

You want to smile those tears away
Now don't you cry
You want to know what i say
I say never say die

'cos something's going to happen
To make your whole life better
Your whole life better one day
Something's going to happen
To make your whole life better
Your whole life better one day

Lady writer on the tv
Talk about the virgin mary
Reminded me of you
Expectations left to come up to yeah

Lady writer on the tv
Yeah, she had another quality
The way you used to look
And i know you never read a book

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then i recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the tv
She had all the brains and the beauty
The picture does not fit
You talked to me when you felt like it

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then i recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Yes and your rich old man
You know he'd call her a dead ringer
You got the same command
Plus you mother was a jazz singer

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then i recall my fall from grace
Oh yeah, another time, another place

Lady writer on the tv
She knew all about a history
You couldn't hardly write your name
I think i want you just the same as the

Lady writer on the tv
Talking about the virgin mary
Yeah you know i'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the tv
Lady writer on the tv
Talking about the virgin mary
Yeah you know i'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the tv

Red sun go down way over dirty town
Starlings are sweeping around crazy shoals
A girl is there high heeling across the square
Wind blows around in her hair and the flags upon the poles
Waiting in the crowd to cross at the light
She looks around to find a face she can like

Church bell clinging on trying to get a crowd for evensong
Nobody cares to depend upon the chime it plays
They're all in the station praying for trains
Congregation late again
It's getting darker all the time these flagpole days
Drunk old soldier he gives her a fright
He's a crazy lion howling for a fight

Strap hanging gunshot sound
Doors slamming on the overground
Starlings are tough but the lions are made of stone
Her evening paper is horror torn
But there's hope later for capricorns
Her lucky stars give her just enough to get her home
Then she's reading about a swing to the right
But she's thinking about a stranger in the night
I'm thinking about the lions tonight
What happened to the lions

I'm not alone
You're sittin' right there
How come i get the feelin'
You could vanish into the air

I love you more than anybody else, baby
Can't you tell i'm an easy touch
Oh baby, baby
I think i love you too much

If i picked you up
Oh, you'd slip right away
If i locked you up
You'd find a way to make me pay

You're gonna hurt me more than anybody else
'cause you know i'm an easy touch
Oh baby, baby
I think i love you too much

I guess i'm gonna get you what you want
'cause i'm so into you
You don't even give an inch to me, baby
Though i've been givin' you a mile or two

I'm not alone
You're sittin' right there
How come i get the feelin'
You could vanish into the air

I love you more than anybody else, baby
Can't you tell i'm an easy touch
Oh baby, baby
I think i love you too much

Ooh baby, baby
I think i love you too much

I said baby, baby
I think i love you too much

Heard a bell being toll
Before the break of day
I heard then my name being called
Down that long highway

You don't get long
You don't get long
You don't get long to stay

Kiss me once and i'll be gone
Down that long highway

Spirits call from way beyond
Lord i may not disobey
Spare a thought for the vagabond
Down that long highway
Down that long highway
Down that long highway

Les boys do cabaret
Les boys are glad to be gay
They're not afraid now
Disco bar in germany
Les boys are glad to be
Upon parade now

Les boys got leather straps
Les boys got ss caps
But they got no gun now
Get dressed up get a little risque
Got to do a little s & m these days
It's all in fun now

Les boys come on again
For the high class whores
And the businessmen
Who drive in their mercedes benz
To a disco bar in old munchen

They get the jokes that the d.j. makes
They get nervous and they make mistakes
They're bad for business
Some tourist take a photograph
Les boys don't get one laugh
He says they're useless

Late at night when they've gone away
Les boys dream of jean genet
High heel shoes and a black beret
And the posters on the wall that say
Les boys do cabaret
Les boys are glad to be gay

I tell you what!

They don't mess with me, i'm a wild man, son
I got me my very own anti tank gun
I got a jack rabbit with it, guess he was a mean one
Yeah, i've always been a sportsman

Now, there wasn't much left when i got to him
Them big old shells didn't just go through him
Just lumps of fur and that was it
Guess you could say he sure took a hit, alright

Yeah, you want to see my fire power, see my collection
Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
Now i'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
I'll blow anything i want to kingdom come

Ba ba boom
Ba ba ba ba bomb
And i'll blow anything i want
To kingdom come

Yeah, all you got to do is squeeze on the trigger
And a little bitty human get a whole lot bigger
Cause there's a time for talking and a time to shoot them down

And this mama-jama don't pussy foot around, alright

Yeah, let them laugh, let them say we're strange
Me and my buddies on the rifle range
But you won't be laughing when it hits the fan
You're going to want to be a survivor, man

Yeah, you got to see my fire power, see my collection
Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
Now, i'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
I'll blow anything i want to kingdom come

Ba ba boom
Ba ba ba ba bomb
And i'll blow anything i want
To kingdom come

Ba ba ba ba boom
I say we ought to drop the bomb
Yes, and i'll blow anything i want
To kingdom come

Please baby - please please baby
Won't you come back to your daddy one more time

Please baby - please please baby
When i get my money i will give you my last dime

When you left me babe you left me feeling so blue
You know that i didn't love no-one but you
Please baby - please please baby
Won't you come back to your daddy one more time

I'm so blue baby, i'm, i'm so blue baby
I can't sleep at night
I can't hardly talk from crying
You know baby, you, you know baby
You always forever on my mind
Since you've been gone i can't sleep at night
Why don't you take my meals i can't eat a bite
Please baby, please please baby
Won't you come back to your daddy one more time

When you left me babe you left me feeling so blue
You know that i didn't love no-one but you
Please baby - please please baby
Won't you come back to your daddy one more time

Goin' down to the delta
Where i can have my fun
Goin' down to the delta
Where i can have my fun
Where i can drink my white lightnin', gamble
I can bring my baby home

Don't the delta look lonesome
When that evening sun go down?
Don't this delta look lonesome
When that evenin' sun goes down
Well, you been lookin' for your baby
Don't know where she could be found

Goin' back to my use-to-be
Although that she have done me wrong
Goin' back to my use-to-be
Although that she have done me wrong
Well, i think i'll have to forgive her
'cause i'm tired o' driftin' through this world alone

She treats me dirty
But i love her just the same
Well, she treats me dirty
But i love her just the same
Well, it just breaks my heart to hear
Lord, some other men call her name

Now goodbye, i'm gon' leave you
An' i won't be back no more

Now goodbye, i'm gon' leave you
An' i won't be back no mo'
Man, my mind gets to ramblin'
See you in nineteen and forty-fo'

We wanna get a statement for jesus' sake
It's like a talking to the wall
He's incommunicado
No comment to make
He's saying nothing at all

Yeah but in the communiqu

Standin' on the corner
Of toulouse and dauphine
Waitin' on marie-ondine
I'm tryin' to place a tune
Under a louisiana moonbeam
On the planet of new orleans

In a bar they call the saturn
And in her eyes of green
And somethin' that she said in a dream
Inside of my suit i got my mojo root
And a true love figurine
For the planet of new orleans

New orleans - the other planet
With other life upon it
And everythin' that's shakin' in between
If you should ever land upon it
You better know what's on it
The planet of new orleans

Now i'm tryin' to find my way
Through the rain and the steam
I'm lookin' straight ahead through the screen
And then i heard her say
Somethin' in the limousine
'bout takin' a ride across the planet of new orleans

If she was an ace
And i was just a jack
And the cards were never seen
We could have been the king and the queen
But she took me back to her courtyard
Where magnolia perfume screams
Behind the gates and the granite
Of the planet of new orleans

Bella donna's on the high street
Her breasts upon the off beat
And the stalls are just the side shows
Victoriana's old clothes
And yes her jeans are tight now
She gotta travel light now
She's gotta tear up all her roots now

She got a turn up for the boots now
Yeah she thinks she's tough
She ain't no english rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Yes and he do a song
About a long gone irish girl
Ah but i got one for you portobello belle

She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And bella donna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
Yeah, the blind man singing irish
He get his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenader
Upon a time he could have made her, made her
Yeah, she thinks she's tough
She ain't no english rose
Ah, but the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Yes and do a song
About a long gone irish girl
Ah but i got one for you portobello belle

Yes and the barrow boys are hawking
And a parakeet is squawking
Upon a truck there is a rhino
She get the crying of a wino
And then she hear the reggae rumble
Bella donna's in the jungle
But she is no garden flower
There is no distress in the tower
Oh, bella donna walks
Bella donna taking a stroll
But she don't care about your window box
Or your button hole
Yes and she sing a song about a long gone irish girl
Ah but i got one for you portobello belle

Oh well the sun go down
Celebration in the town tonight
All day long
They been slaughtering upon the stone
Share out the meat
Yeah, you really like to eat
Come on woman, come follow me home

Well, the priest he cries
Virgin ascending to the skies tonight
All day long
I have passed my time alone
And when the church bell rung
I stayed out on the tower
In a dying sun
Now come on woman, come follow me home

Well i don't need no priest
But i love all of the people
Yes i share the feast
So drink up my wine
Yes and the song in my bones
I know the way
I can see by the moonlight
Clear as the day
Now come on woman, come follow me home

(tommy johnson)



I asked for water, and she gave me gasoline
I asked for water, gave me gasoline
I asked for water, and she gave me gasoline, lord, lordy, lord

Crying, lord, i wonder will i ever get back home
Crying, lord, i wonder will i ever get back home, lord, lordy, lord

I went to the depot, looked up on the board
I looked all over, how long has this east-bound train been gone?

It's done taken your fairo, blowed its smoke on you
It's done taken your fairo, blowed its smoke on you, lord, lordy, lord

Lord, i asked the conductor, - could i ride the blinds?
Spoken: -want to know, can a broke man ride the blinds
- son, buy your ticket, buy your ticket, 'cause this train ain't none of mine
- son, buy your ticket; train ain't none of mine

- son, buy your ticket, 'cause this train ain't none of mine, lord, lordy, lord
Train ain't none of mine

There's gotta be a record of you someplace
You gotta be on somebody's books
The lowdown - a picture of your face
Your injured looks
The sacred and profane
The pleasure and the pain
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
And it's your face i'm looking for on every street

A ladykiller - regulation tattoo
Silver spurs on his heels
Says - what can i tell you, as i'm standing next to you
She threw herself under my wheels
Oh it's a dangerous road
And a hazardous load
And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
And it's your face i'm looking for on every street

A three-chord symphony crashes into space
The moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it is i'm still on the case
It's a ravenous town
And you still refuse to be traced
Seems to me such a waste
And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
And it's your face i'm looking for on every street

Harry made a bareback rider proud and free upon a horse
And a fine coalminer for the ncb that was
A fallen angel and jesus on the cross
A skating ballerina you should have seen her do the skater's waltz

Some people have got to paint and draw
Harry had to work in clay and stone
Like the waves coming to the shore
It was in his blood and in his bones
Ignored by all the trendy boys in london and in leeds
He might as well have been making toys or strings of beads
He could not be in the gallery

And then you get an artist says he doesn't want to paint at all
He takes an empty canvas and sticks it on the wall
The birds of a feather all the phonies and all of the fakes
While the dealers they get together
And they decide who gets the breaks
And who's going to be in the gallery

No lies he wouldn't compromise
No junk no bits of string
And all the lies we subsidise
That just don't mean a thing
I've got to say he passed away in obscurity
And now all the vultures are coming down from the tree
So he's going to be in the gallery

(sonny landreth, david ranson & roy melton)


Might be superstition but some kind of somethin'
Goin' on down there
Might be superstition but some kind of somethin'
Goin' on down there
It's an old time tradition when they play their
Drums at night in congo square

You can hear 'em in the distance
And the old folks up the bayou say a prayer
You can hear 'em in the distance
And the old folks up the bayou say a prayer
That's when the voodoo people gather
And they play their drums at night in congo square
Voodoo people

My eyes were not believin'
What i seen there but i could not turn away
My eyes were not believin'
What i seen there but i could not turn away
They had that mojo in motion
And i seen 'em dance in trance with that snake
Snake dance

It might be superstition
But when i hear 'em in the night i say a prayer
It might be superstition
But when i hear 'em in the night i say a prayer
And that's 'cause i respects tradition
Like the kind they carry on in congo square
Congo square

Well there's a peter pan moon, shepherd's delight
I got the dragon at noon, yes and i won the fight
Now i want my reward in heaven tonight, just like you promised
Angel of mercy you'll come to no harm
Angel of mercy, there's no need for alarm
The knight in his armour wants a night in your arms
You know he's honest

Angel of mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if i give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Sweet angel

Well now it's too late for talkin', we can talk later on
Let the saxophone play us till the chorus of dawn
And i need is a little oblivion, you don't need protection
Well now here come the moonlight down on your bed
Angel of mercy let your heart rule your head
I don't want your money, i want you instead
Don't need rejection yeah

Angel of mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if i give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of mercy, give me heaven tonight
Well, if you cross your heart
And spit and swear upon the grave of your mother
You gotta get into it, you gotta tell me that i'm more than a lover

Yeah angel of mercy, angel delight
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if i give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of mercy, give me heaven tonight

Yeah angel of mercy, angel delight
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if i give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of mercy, give me heaven tonight

Yeah angel of mercy, angel delight
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if i give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of mercy, give me heaven tonight

Skint in a material world
I did a warehouse stint for southsea girl
It was hong kong clothes for cash
Everybody got treated worse than trash
Punch the card in the company clock
Load the trolleys and the company trucks
And around and around the whole day through
And you couldn't sit down when there was nothing to do

Well they had beaten up people from every land
Fools like me trying to be in bands
A little french girl so good to me
But i couldn't love her back so lonely
A backpacker travelling through
A lumberjack with the travelling blues
We had worn out shoes and worn out cuffs
And big ideas that were never big enough

He said the man wants you go wash his car
Hey you i'm talking to you
I said me, not me uh uh
No can do

No can can do no can
No can can do no can

Now some were grown up unlike me
And were dealing with reality
I was spittin' sulkin' smokin' shirkin'
While a lady from jamaica was singing and working
I had everyone but me to blame
And every day was just the same
Well nobody ever said it was a righteous world
But if they did they never said it at southsea girl

He said the man wants you go wash his car
Hey you i'm talking to you
I said me, not me uh uh
No can do

No can can do no can
No can can do no can

Well i've made my bed on peoples floors
Opened up and closed some doors
Dreamed that if my dreams came true
Then i wouldn't do what i didn't want to
Walking through the gates to the outside
To dream some dreams that never died
And i walked the streets of london town
Looking for a place to put my head down

Well this is my back yard - my back gate
I hate to start my parties late
Here's the party cart - ain't that great?
That ain't the best part baby - just wait
That's a genuine weathervane - it moves with the breeze
Portable hammock honey - who needs trees
It's casual entertaining - we aim to please
At my parties

Check out the shingles - it's brand new
Excuse me while i mingle - hi, how are you
Hey everybody - let me give you a toast
This one's for me - the host with the most

It's getting a trifle colder - step inside my home
That's a brass toilet tissue holder with its own telephone
That's a musical doorbell - it don't ring, i ain't kiddin'
It plays america the beautiful and tie a yellow ribbon

Boy, this punch is a trip - it's o.k. in my book
Here, take a sip - maybe a little heavy on the fruit
Ah, here comes the dip - you may kiss the cook
Let me show you honey - it's easy - look
You take a fork and spike 'em - say, did you try these?
So glad you like 'em - the secret's in the cheese
It's casual entertaining - we aim to please
At my parties

Now don't talk to me about the polar bear
Don't talk to me about the ozone layer
Ain't so much of anything these days, even the air
They're running out of rhinos - what do i care?
Let's hear it for the dolphin - let's hear it for the trees
Ain't runnin' out of nothin' in my deep freeze
It's casual entertaining - we aim to please
At my parties

Oo-ooo if i had you, yeah the things that i could do
Honey, if i had you

Now i could sing like an angel, fly just like a bird
Sing you the best love song you ever heard
I could be a poet like mohammed ali
Float like a butterfly, sting just like a, just like a bee

Mmm, ooo, if i had you, ahhh the things that i could do
If i had you

Now i'd go get your name tattooed on my chest
Well it'd just say 'my baby, my baby, she's the best'
Could be your superman, you could be my lois lane
I could be a tarzan, you could be my sweet jane - if you wanted to

Mmm if i had you, ah the things that i could do
If i had you

Yeah one more time

Ooo if i had, only had you, yeah the things that i could do

Oh boy
Only if i had you

So come on dance with me baby, don't let me go
Yeah dance with me baby, don't let me go
Baby don't let me, don't let me
Don't let me go, oh no

(vs.1)
You're my morning star
Shining brightly beside me
And if we keep this love
It would last through all eternity

Just the way we are
A love story
It's just the way it should be

(chorus #1)
Cause our love
Will stand tall as the trees
Our love
Will spread wide as the sea
Our love
Will shine bright in the night
Like the stars above
And we'll always be together
Our love

(vs.2)
My love is surely one thing
You can surely depend on
In times of darkness and fear
I go to you,
I know you'll make me strong

You're gonna make me happy
You're gonna make me smile

(chorus #2)
Our love
Will stand tall as the trees
Our love
Will be for the whole world to see
Our love
Will change people's wrongs to rights
And will never die
Cause we will always have each other

(chorus #1)

Break it down
Just a little
Because love is soft, love is sweet
Love is nice, love is gentle
Love is joy, love is pain
Love is laughing when you're in the rain
I got love on my mind
Love is always right on time
Love is you, love is me
Love is just a little baby
(our love) i got love on my mind
Love is always right on time time
Love is you, love is me
Love is gonna set you free
(our love)

Warning lights are flashing down at quality control
Somebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the hole
There's rumours in the loading bay and anger in the town
Somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down
There's a meeting in the boardroom they're trying to trace the smell
There's leaking in the washroom there's a sneak in personnel
Somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze
'goodness me could it be industrial disease?'

The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his post
They're refusing to be pacified it's him they blame the most
The watchdog's got rabies the foreman's got the fleas
And everyone's concerned about industrial disease
There's panic on the switchboard tongues are ties in knots
Some come out in sympathy some come out in spots
Some blame the management some the employees
And everybody knows it's the industrial disease

The work force is disgusted downs tools and walks
Innocence is injured experience just talks
Everyone seeks damages and everyone agrees
That these are 'classic symptoms of a monetary squeeze'
On itv and bbc they talk about the curse
Philosophy is useless theology is worse
History boils over there's an economics freeze
Sociologists invent words that mean 'industrial disease'

Doctor parkinson declared 'i'm not surprised to see you here
You've got smokers cough from smoking brewer's droop from drinking beer
I don't know how you came to get the bette davis knees
But worst of all young man you've got industrial disease'
He wrote me a prescription he said 'you are depressed
But i'm glad you came to see me to get this off your chest
Come back and see me later - next patient please
Send in another victim of industrial disease'

I go down to speaker's corner i'm thunderstruck
They got free speech, tourists, police in trucks
Two men say they're jesus one of them must be wrong
There's a protest singer singing a protest song - he says
'they wanna have a war so they can keep us on our knees
They wanna have a war so they can keep their factories
They wanna have a war to stop us buying japanese
They wanna have a war to stop industrial disease
They're pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blind
They wanna sap you energy incarcerate your mind
They give you rule brittania, gassy beer, page three
Two weeks in espana and sunday striptease'
Meanwhile the first jesus says 'i'd cure it soon
Abolish monday mornings and friday afternoons'
The other one's out on hunger strike he's dying by degrees
How come jesus gets industrial disease