Cost of Living
Bad boys at the back of the bus,
They’re kicking up a storm,
They’re kicking up a fuss about something,
That you know you never did,
This is something a kid should never witness
What’s this, cat’s got your tongue,
Left right pocket he brandishes a gun,
Is it a fake one, well who could ever tell?
As you wish to god, you’d be saved by the stop bell
Conductor or CCTV,
But no one’s out there who’s willing to help me,
In this what is my one time of need,
Thoughts spinning, kicking up a speed
Is this what free travel costs?
A phone and a wallet and a new ipod
Your grace and your last shreds of dignity
Are thrown away as you begin to plead
For what you believe could be your life or your teeth
Your love or your money or your wife to be
There’s answers to questions you’ll forever seek
Why did you do it to me?
It’s a sad sorry state of affairs
Looking there and everywhere for someone who cares
Someone to be there and see I’ve nowhere to go
But to go where the flowers grow
Live among the garden stones
There’s nowhere for this boy to roam
Bad boys with toy guns
On the last train in the setting sun
Make up for one long walk home
Is this what free travel costs?
A phone and a wallet and a new ipod
Your grace and your last shreds of dignity
Are thrown away as you begin to plead
For what you believe could be your life or your teeth
Your love or your money or your wife to be
There’s answers to questions you’ll forever seek
Why did you do it to me?
Turn Away
Turn away
For there is nothing left to see
It’s just crowds and crowds of people who all hate me
There’s nowhere to run
And there’s nowhere to hide
When you’ve got nobody by your side
Turn away
And come back some sunny day
When you got something more to give
And you got something true to say
‘Cause if you’re honest
And you say that you did, I would leave it all behind
But I won’t sell my soul to bear my soul
It’s not the way it works
In my mind
The devil makes plans for idle hands
And now my hand yields a gun
And I’m walking the streets of London
Crying over what I’ve let myself become
Because there’s no one left to love
And there’s no one left to hold
Your body’s been tied and you’re dead inside
And your soul’s been sold
Turn away
And come back some sunny day
When you got something more to give
And you got something true to say
‘Cause if you’re honest
And you say that you did, I would leave it all behind
But I won’t sell my soul to bear my soul
It’s not the way it works
In my mind
I don’t like the way you treat me anymore
My heart’s been broken and strewn across the bloodstained floor
You’re in my mind
All the time
But there is nothing left to say
There’s nothing more
You’re in my mind
All the time
But there is nothing left to say
There’s nothing more
Fade Out
Can you see me, or can you hear me
Oh can you heed my call
I thought you’d be the one
To see through it all
Can you love me? Or can you need me
Like i needed you
When for you my love,
There’s nothing that i wouldn’t do
It’s enough to make you feel what you’re doing
What you’re doing is wrong
Oh enough to make you cry or want to die alone
It’s enough to make you feel what you’re doing
What you’re doing is wrong
Or enough to make you sit and cry and die again alone, you know
I need you
Fade out, is what they want you to do
Fade out, when they hear it from you
Fade out, when they get you alone
Fade out… fade out…
ETC
Do What You Did
One night on a holiday in Greece
You hit the towns and you hit the streets
You toured the clubs and you drunk some booze
You see a girl, you’ve got nothing to lose
But much do you know, there’s a girly at home
Sitting up at twelve and waiting by the phone
If she only knew what you were doing to her
I have no doubt she would break down in despair
Woah woah woah… why d’ya do what ya do to her?
And on the night on the holiday in Greece
You hit the towns and you hit the streets
You had some fun beneath the sheets
But little do you know – she gave you V.D
But much do you know, there’s a girly at home
Sitting up at twelve and waiting by the phone
If she only knew what you were doing to her
I have no doubt she would break down in despair
Woah woah woah… why d’ya do what ya do to her?
ETC
Waiting
She’s fine – waiting for the enemy
She’ll sell her soul to reach a goal because they’ll never let her win
She’s high – waiting for the government
She’ll let the faces win the races cos they’ll never let her win
She’s got so many little friends
But if you heard the words they said about her when her back’s turned
You’d see it’s all just a little game
And yeah, they hurt her more than I do
But they love her all the same
To me, you are a work of art
And only when I’m with you can I breathe
And no just play a part in this show
They say ‘don’t you know’
That the show must go on
And I must go on
Singing these songs
That I don’t believe in anymore
ETC
The Way It Is
Once upon a time in a town no different to ours
Where the stars don’t shine and the birds don’t sing
And the only thoughts are that of stealing cars
Or taking the next phone that rings
You pull together in different ways
Just to make it through the day
And the people rise where the sun don’t set
And that’s about as good as it gets
But that’s the way it is…
Here’s a story of a man and his volatile crimes
He makes a quick getaway as the church bell chimes
Looks down at his watch as his life flies by
As the mother’s they scream and they cry
He’s never really looked in the mirror before
He’s afraid of what he might see
You know you get what you pay for
And you don’t get nothing for free
In this life
He’s a short young man, living a short young life
He wants to pay for his life of strife
He knows what he’s doing and he knows it’s wrong
But hey, it gives you reason to sing your song
He’s never really looked in the mirror before
He’s afraid of what he might see
You know you get what you pay for
And you don’t get nothing for free
But that’s the way it is…
And the boys in blue, well what do they do
If it doesn’t hurt you, then it doesn’t affect you
And these cunts hang out in groups on ten
They like to hurt you when you hang out with your friends
They never really look in the mirror before
They’re afraid of what they might see
You know you get what you pay for
And you don’t get nothing for free
But that’s the way it is
I can do what I wanna do
I can see what I wanna see
I can live how I wanna live
I can be who I wanna be
I can go where I wanna go
I can know what I wanna no
I’ll be who I wanna be
See who I wanna see
ETC
In The City
Pay your debt to the man on the corner
He poses a threat and he seems a tall order
He’s making his way to you
Through a heavy crowd
He’s coming along, and he’s coming straight for you
And everyone does their best to ignore your screams and your pleas
No matter how loud
What can you do when you know he carries a knife?
Give up the money, or give up your life
And who would ever wanna die so young?
That’s the price you pay
For having fun
The world is a rough tough place to be
On a Friday night, out in the city
When there’s no one in the end who’s looking out for you
So pay your debt or be quick to run
Or in the next day paper be another one
Who bit off more than he could even chew
He bit off more than he could even chew
What can you do when you know he carries a knife?
Give up the money, or give up your life
And who would ever wanna die so young?
But that’s the price you pay
For having fun
What’s this world coming to?
What’s this world coming to?
What’s this world coming to?
And why is he doing it to you?
What can you do when you know he carries a knife?
Give up the money, or give up your life
And who would ever wanna die so young?
That’s the price you pay
For having fun
Whatever Happened?
The days are long
And the nights they’ve gone
And there’s no one left
To hear your song
When you’ve got no rights
But you’ve done no wrong
And you’ve got no friends
Cos you don’t belong
They say, cut your hair
And say your prayers
When you think of a girl
Who doesn’t care
If you live or die
So you start to cry
Cos you love her so
But you don’t know why
The worlds are getting smaller
The days are getting shorter
The nights are growing colder
And we’re all growing older
There’s nothing to look forward to
Nothing to look back upon
Growing cold and lonely
And everyone is dead and gone
What happened to the good times?
Yes, I’ve been hurt and I’ve hurt
And I’ve loved and I’ve lost
And I’ve cried, I’ve cried out my eyes
I had no life to live
And no love left to give
I was dead on my feet
On a dead end street
But then she came along
She’s a lyric in a song
And it all felt write
When it all felt wrong
And every minute that she’s gone
Is a minute too long
And now she’s really gone
I can’t go on…
The worlds are getting smaller
The days are getting shorter
The nights are growing colder
And we’re all growing older
There’s nothing to look forward to
Nothing to look back upon
Growing cold and lonely
And everyone is dead and gone
What happened to the good times
ETC
Shine On
I am the messiah and the king of kings
And I lead the empire and the emperor sings
But I know where I can came from, the land of weapons and fists
I understand the power of song, and that dreams are made of this
For this is rock n roll
I’ve got a rock n roll soul
And we are freedom fighters
For now…
Shine on, shine on
Before the music passes to you
Shine on, shine on
Before the music passes through you…
Would you walk on a crusade and swap your riches for poor
Would lose all the money you make, because you know what life is for
Well I know where I came from, the land of souls lost and won
I understand the power of dreams and the power of song
For this is rock n roll
I’ve got a rock n roll soul
And we are freedom fighters
For now…
Shine on, shine on
Before the music passes to you
Shine on, shine on
Before the music passes through you…
(You make up these feelings that are so contrived to make you feel in love to make you feel alive, to give a little reason to your pointless world, while you’re meanwhile forgetting you’re a stupid little girl)
A Winter’s Tale
They say if you say that you love her too
That one day she may fall in love with you, true
But false is the thought, that love holds you forever
Cos love has no hope in keeping you together
When fighting the only emotion that is strong enough
To destroy something so bound, so tough and strong as love
And it all begins in your head
Wake up one day and all that love is dead
She only has to speak to him once
And you’ve already loaded the gun
I’ll be watching you eyes
And I’ll be watching your hands
And if it cuts like a knife
I will kill you where you stand
They say if you say that you love her so
That one day she may pack her things and go
Off into the night as you sleep and dream about her
And wake up alone in a bed as you find yourself without her
With him, locked away up his sleeve
In him, she has something to believe
It’s not true, he doesn’t love you
I love you, and I thought that we’d see this through
She only has to speak to him once
And you’ve already loaded the gun
I’ll be watching you eyes
And I’ll be watching your hands
And if it cuts like a knife
I will kill you where you stand
And you ruined my life
With the touch of your hands
As I brandish the knife
And I kill you where you stand
The Way It Is
Once upon a time in a town no different to ours
Where the stars don’t shine and the birds don’t sing
And the only thoughts are that of stealing cars
Or taking the next phone that rings
You pull together in different ways
Just to make it through the day
And the people rise where the sun don’t set
And that’s about as good as it gets
But that’s the way it is…
Here’s a story of a man and his volatile crimes
He makes a quick getaway as the church bell chimes
Looks down at his watch as his life flies by
As the mother’s they scream and they cry
He’s never really looked in the mirror before
He’s afraid of what he might see
You know you get what you pay for
And you don’t get nothing for free
In this life
He’s a short young man, living a short young life
He wants to pay for his life of strife
He knows what he’s doing and he knows it’s wrong
But hey, it gives you reason to sing your song
He’s never really looked in the mirror before
He’s afraid of what he might see
You know you get what you pay for
And you don’t get nothing for free
But that’s the way it is…
And the boys in blue, well what do they do
If it doesn’t hurt you, then it doesn’t affect you
And these cunts hang out in groups on ten
They like to hurt you when you hang out with your friends
They never really look in the mirror before
They’re afraid of what they might see
You know you get what you pay for
And you don’t get nothing for free
But that’s the way it is
I can do what I wanna do
I can see what I wanna see
I can live how I wanna live
I can be who I wanna be
I can go where I wanna go
I can know what I wanna no
I’ll be who I wanna be
See who I wanna see
ETC
Paris France
we can do anything you’ve ever wanted
we will dance, below the heatwave
and on a hillside. i’ll abide
sunshine burning through my fragile mind
do it all and more, for you
we can go anywhere you’ve ever wished of
we’ll make love, the love you’re thinking of
i’ll take my advance, come paris france
take the very last chance on the very last dance
coming from you, and only you
but please don’t – please don’t break my heart…
please don’t shun me again
i’ve felt the wrath of your disdain
and i’ve never felt such pain
before or since
and if it’s love you’re looking for
then i can give it all and more
and i can show you once and for all
what love truly is
ETC
Stay Young
When people get old
Things seem to matter more
And whether they’ve got too much on their plate
Or not enough, am I in love?
Or have I wasted my life with him
When people get old
Dreams become realities
But I prefer to dream, if you know what I mean
It gives you a reason to live
My love stay young with me, forever more
Cos after all, you’re only as only as you feel
My love, stay young with me, and together well see what’s set in store
In love we’ll stay young, forever still
When people get old
Days no longer mean so much
What you did today, and whether you wasted the day away
See every day, in every way
Are as important as the last
And when you’re young
No song is left unsung
And everyone sings, because every word means something
Somehow, somewhere, in someone’s heart
My love stay young with me, forever more
Cos after all, you’re only as only as you feel
My love, stay young with me, and together well see what’s set in store
In love we’ll stay young, forever still
