"Birds In Your Garden"

   
It's six o'clock, the birds are singing.
I'm wide awake whilst you're still fast asleep.
I went outside, into your garden.
The sun was bright & the air was cool
And as I stood there listening
Well the birds in your garden they all started singing this song
"Take her now. Don't be scared, it's alright.
Oh, come on, touch her inside.
It's a crime against nature - she's been waiting all night.
Come on, hold her, & kiss her & tell her you care
If you wait 'til tomorrow she'll no longer be there.
Come on & give it to her.
You know it's now or never."
Yeah, the birds in your garden have all started singing this song.

My father never told me about the birds & the bees.
And I guess I never realised that I would ever meet birds as beautiful as these.
I came inside, climbed to your bedroom.
I kissed your eyes awake & then I did what I knew was only natural.
And then the birds in your garden, they all started singing this song
"Take her now. Don't be scared, it's alright.
Oh, come on, touch her inside.
It's a crime against nature - she's been waiting all night.
Come on, hold her, & kiss her & tell her you care
If you wait 'til tomorrow she'll no longer be there.
Come on & give it to her. You know it's now or never."
Yeah, the birds in your garden have all started singing this song.
Yeah, the birds in your garden, they taught me the words to this song.

"Bob Lind"

   
When you think you're treading water, but you're just learning how to drown.
And a song comes on the radio telling you that "The Only Way is Down".
You're out of luck, you're out of time, get out of here.
Your lover just traded you in for the very same model but a much more recent year.
It will not stop, it will get worse from day to day 'til you admit that you're a fuck-up; like the rest of us.
Oh, that's the time you fall apart .
That's the time the teardrops start & that's the time you fall in love again.
Yeah, that's the time you fall in love again.
The recreational pursuits that made you shine have worn you thin.
And it's oh so fine getting out of your mind as long as you can find your way back in.
You want someone to screw your brains out
I'd say they're running out of time & they'd only go & cut themselves on the daggers of your mind.
This is your future.
This is the sentence you must serve 'til you admit that you're a fuck-up like the rest of us.
Oh, that's the time you fall apart.
That's the time the teardrops start & that's the time you fall in love again.
When you've had enough, when you've had too much, when you got knocked down & you never got up.
That's the time you fall in love again.
Oh, when you walked into the room I could not breathe, I could not speak.
Please could I hide myself inside you?
As far inside as it's possible to be.
Can you assist me? I could not make it on my own.
Can I give you all the love I have?
It's not much but I'll try & raise a loan.
I have no pride left, no, no there is nothing I'm trying to prove
No, I am a fuck-up; just the same as you.
Oh, I guess this is where I fall apart
And I guess this is where the teardrops start but I don't care 'cos I just fell in love again.
And I'd had enough - well, far too much
I just fell down, could you please help me up?
"Cos if you help me maybe I could fall in love again. Na na na.

"Bad Cover Version"

   
The word's on the street: you've found someone new.
If he looks nothing like me I'm so happy for you.
I heard an old girlfriend has turned to the church - she's trying to replace me, but it'll never work.
'Cos every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
And every time he kisses you it leaves behind the bitter taste of saccharine.
A bad cover version of love is not the real thing.
Bikini-clad girl on the front who invited you in.
Such great disappointment when you got him home - the original was so good; the one you no longer own.
And every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
And every time he kisses you, you get the taste of saccharine.
It's not easy to forget me, it's so hard to disconnect
When it's electronically reprocessed to give a more life-like effect.

Aah, sing your song about all the sad imitations that got it so wrong
It's like a later "Tom & Jerry" when the two of them could talk
Like the Stones since the Eighties, like the last days of Southfork.
Like "Planet of the Apes" on TV, the second side of "'Til the Band Comes in"
Like an own-brand box of cornflakes: he's going to let you down my friend.

"Roadkill"

   
The feel of my arm around your waist, the pale blue nightdress that you wore.
Your hair in braids, your sailor top: the things I don't see anymore.
You lost your suitcase in my hotel room, a subway token from your Ma.
The sun reflecting off the water on your face & the way you drove your car.
All these things I can't forget tho' I don't see you anymore.

Drove to the airport thru' a traffic jam; a deer lay dying in the road.
Maybe I should have seen it as some kind of sign, except I don't believe in them no more.
No, no - but I believe these things I can't forget, tho' I don't see you anymore.
Yes, I believe these things I can't forget, 'cos I see them - tho' I don't see you anymore.

"Sunrise"

   
I used to hate the sun because it shone on everything I'd done.
Made me feel that all that I had done was overfill the ashtray of my life.
All my achievements in days of yore range from pathetic to piss-poor, but all that's gonna change.
Because here comes sunrise. Yeah, here's your sunrise.
I used to hide from the sun, tried to live my whole life underground.
Why'd you have to rise & ruin all my fun?
Just turned over, closed the curtains on the day.
But here comes sunrise.
Yeah, here's your sunrise when you've been awake all night long & you feel like crashing out at dawn.
But you've been awake all night, so why should you crash out at dawn?

"Ansaphone"

   
Oh I know I don't own you
But I don't even know if I should phone you
Someone sending me letters
Saying you've been going with other fellers
And they bored you
But I don't wanna cry or talk for hours to a machine on the end of a telephone line
Oh it just kills me
When all you've got to do is call
Oh do it any time
'cause there's never no-one home
Never no-one home
Leave your message on the ansaphone
I'm not trying to be clever
But at least we're not still living together
All those calls in the evening
If I answered they'd hang up without speaking
And they bored you
But I don't want to cry or talk for hours to a machine on the end of a telephone line
Oh it just kills me
When all you've got to do is call
Oh do it any time
'cause there's never no-one home
Never no-one home
Leave your message on the ansaphone

[Beep!]
"Hello, its me.
I just wanted to call and say it doesn't matter what you get up to.
I just want you to stay in touch. That's all."

Are you really not at home?
Or are you there but not alone?
Screening calls
You don't want to receive meaning calls
Calls that come from me
Oh I need to see you
It's not enough for me just to hear you
You said you'd be here by ten thirty
But you want to stay out and be dirty
Oh it just kills me when all you've got to do is call
Oh do it any time 'cause there's never no-one home
Never no-one home
Leave your message on the ansaphone.

"Cocaine Socialism"

   
I thought that you were joking
When you said "I want to see you
To discuss your contribution
To the future of our nation's heart and soul
Six o'clock, my place, Whitehall"
Well I arrived just after seven
But you said "It doesn't matter"
"I understand your situation
And your image, and I'm flattered
Oh and I'd just like to tell you
That I love all of your albums
Could you sign this for my daughter?
She's in hospital, her name is Miriam
Now get down to the gist:
Do you want a line of this?
Are you a (sniff) socialist?"
"Doin' fine, yeah!
Buzzin' all the time
Just one hit
And I feel great
And I support
The welfare state
Oh, you must be socialist
'Cos you're always off out on the piss
In your private member's bar
Oh yes you are
Yer superstar
Well you sing about common people
And the mis-shapes and the misfits
So can you bring them to my party
And get them all to sniff this?
And all I'm really saying
Is come on and rock the vote for me
All I'm really saying
Is come on roll up that note for me
The gist of all of this is
Do you want hits or d'you want misses?
Are you a socialist, yeah
Socialist, yeah
Socialist, yeah
Oh yeah"
"Yeah, you can be just what you want to be
Just as long as you don't try to compete with me
And we've waited such a long time
For the chance to help our own kind, so now
Please come on and tow the party line
Oh you owe it to yourself
Don't think of anybody else
And we promise we won't tell
Oh we won't tell, and we won't sell"
No we won't
No we won't
No we won't

"Death Comes To Town"

   
Ah ah ah ah ah...
Tonight's the night
Open your door and I'll come inside
Don't be afraid, it will be alright
I will change your whole life tonight
And you're so beautiful
Too beautiful for this dead-end world
I'm taking you to a better place
Oh, far away from this stupid race, oh
Come with me
For ever and ever
Please come with me for ever
No, don't let me down
Oh, don't make me cry
Lie in my arms and be mine tonight
Do it
Oh, did I tell you that there was no need to be afraid?
Oh, you've got such a beautiful body
Oh, you'll make such a beautiful body
I smoke these yellow-lit cul-de-sacs at night
You hear my foot-step on your bedroom stair
And I will take the first one in every house in town
I'll take your sisters and I'll lay them down
I'll lay them down
Tonight!
Mother (mother)
Father (father)
Brother (brother)
Take them all a-
Ba ba ba ba...
Make you mine
I want your body
Mother (mother)
Father (father)
Brother (brother)
The wind (the wind)
Streets (streets)
Those girls (girls)
I walked into town (town) (town).

"Deep Fried In Kelvin"

   
Oh children of the future
Conceived in the toilets at Meadowhall
To be raised on the cheap cold slabs of garage floors
Rolling empty cans down the stairway
(don't you love that sound?)
Whilst the thoughts of a bad social worker ran through his head
Trying to remember what he learnt at training college
Lester said he wasn't allowed in here
So why don't you get lost?
And if you grow up
Then when you grow up, maybe
Maybe you can live
Live on Kelvin
Yeah you can live in Kelvin
On the promenade with the concrete walkways
Where pidgeons go to die
(a woman on the fourteenth floor noticed that the ceiling was bulging as if under a great weight.
When the council investigated
They discovered that the man in the flat above
Had transported a large quantity of soil into his living-room,
In which several plants he had stolen from a local park were growing.
When questioned, the man said all he wanted was a garden.
When questioned, the man said all he wanted was a garden.)
Oh God, I think the future's been fried
Deep fried in Kelvin
And now it's rotting behind the remains of a stolen motorbike
I haven't touched it, honest
But there isn't anything else to do
We don't need your sad attempts at social conscience
Based on taxi-rides home at night when exhibition opens
We just want your car radio
And those Reflux speakers
Now
Suffer the little children to come to me
And I will tend their adventure playground splinters with cigarette burns
And feed them fizzy orange and chips
And then they grow up straight and tall
And then they grow up to live
On Kelvin
Yeah
We can have ghettos too
Only we use air-rifles instead of machine-guns
Stitch that
And we drunk driving lights
In the end
The question you have to ask yourself is
Are you talking to me
Or are you chewing a brick?

"Everybody's Problem"

   
Standing there before you
Defences thrown aside
I thought I heard you laughing
But when I asked you said you'd cried
I wanted to believe you
Yes I wanted to feel strong
But looking at my picture
I realised I must be wrong
Sounds so weak
It sounds so fey
It doesn't sound like what I meant to say
I speak to you
With a borrowed tongue
Shall I stop right now or blindly carry on?
Choose one [?]
But I'm not everyone
I only have one viewpoint
Don't talk to me of right or wrong
And didn't I often tell you
Oh didn't I often say
That something in your manner
That really takes my breath away?
It's not weak to show I care
I know of those who wouldn't even bear
The fact remains
I feel a need
Is it love or is it simply greed?
It's not weak to show I care
I know of those who wouldn't even bear
The fact remains
I feel a need
Is it love or is it simply greed?
You choose what you believe in
As far as I'm concerned
But one thing I can tell you is innocence cannot be learned
I wish you'd stop me talking
Oh I wish you'd shut my mouth
Well the reason why I tell you
Is I think that you could help me out
And if you do then there's no doubt
That all my problems won't just fly away.