Songs in this file: At Amber Cosmic Dancer East West Get off the Stage Girl Least Likely To I Know Very Well How I Got My Name I've Changed My Plea to Guilty Journalists Who Lie Michael's Bones My Love Life Pashernate Love Pregnant for the Last Time Sister I'm a Poet Skin Storm That's Entertainment The Loop There's Speaks a True Friend --------------------------------------------------------------------------- All songs scripted by Nat Olsson unless otherwise noted. Please get in touch with me if you are a fan...I'Ym always interested in new information. Also, please excuse typos or problems in text translation, which has caused some problems with apostrophies being left out. Unclear passages I've marked with brackets [obviously a favorite of mine!]. NOLSSON@COLGATEU.BITNET Songs I have never heard, and would love to either obtain or at least get the lyrics to: OH WELL, IYLL NEVER LEARN ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ AT AMBER IYm calling you from the foyer Of the Sands Hotel Where the men and the women are acquainted quite well And the drunkards keep on drinking And oh, my room is cold IYm disputing the bill, I will sleep in my clothes And you my invalid friend You slammed the receiver when you say oIf I had your limbs for a day I would steam away@ IYm calling you from the foyer Of this awful hotel Where the slime and the grime gel And I cannot, or I do not And oh, my room is cold And IYm envying you never having to choose And you my invalid friend You slammed the receiver when you say oIf I had your limbs for a day I would steam away@ IYm calling you from the foyer Of the Sands Hotel ItYs not low-life, itYs just people having a good time And oh, my invalid friend, oh my invalid friend In our different ways we are the same COSMIC DANCER I was dancing when I was twelve I was dancing when I was twelve I was dancing when I was old I was dancing when I was old I danced myself out of the womb I danced myself out of the womb Is it strange to dance so soon? Is it strange to dance so soon? Is it to want to understand? The fear that dwells inside a man? WhatYs it like to be alone? I liken it to a balloon Oh, Oh IYll dance myself into the tomb IYll dance myself into the tomb Is it strange to dance so soon? Is it strange to dance so soon? Is it wrong to understand? The fear that dwells inside a man? WhatYs it like to be alone? I liken it to a balloon Oh, Oh EAST WEST (Graham Gouldman) East West Over the ocean Perpetual Motion Traveling around No rest, singing and playing Night out and day in Doing the rounds What a great life this must seem! Swelled joints Everything classy Nothing is tacky Only the best! Lush girls, older and dying Sighing and crying This is success! What a good life this must seem! But when I hear your voice Singing out The Bells Of Hope Are ringing out And I feel all alone (And I think of my home) Cold times A wind through the houses The bleakness arouses A longing to leave Time flew I wanted to see you Somehow I could not do Because of success What a strange life this can be! But when I hear your voice singing out The Bells Of Home Are ringing out And I feel all alone (And I think of my home) GET OFF THE STAGE Oh you silly old man You silly old man YouYre making a fool of yourself So get off the stage You silly old man In your misguided trousers With your mascara and your Fender guitar And you think your can rouse us But the song that you just sang It sounds exactly like the last one And the next one I bet you it will sound Like this one Downstage, and offstage DonYt you feel all run in? And you wonder when they will take it away This is your final fling But then applause ran high But for the patience of the ones behind you As a verse drags on like a month drags on ItYs very short but it seems very long And the song that you just sang It sounds exactly like the last one And the next one I bet you it will sound Like this one So get off the stage Oh, get off the stage And when you get down off of the stage Please stay off the stage, Ol Get off the stage Oh, get off the stage And when weYve had our money back Then IYd like your back in plaster Oh I know that you say How age has no meaning Oh but here is your audience now And theyYre screaming Get off the stage Oh, get off the stage ZCuz IYve given you enough of my time And the money that wasnYt even mine (have you seen the silvery [screen]) Oh get off the stage... For whom the bell tolls GIRL LEAST LIKELY TO How many times have I been around? Recycled papers paving the ground Well she lives for the written word And people come second, or possibly third And there is no style, but I say owell done@ To the Girl Least Likely To Oh deep in my heart I wish I was wrong But deep in my heart I know I am not And thereYs enough gloom in her world, IYm certain Without my contribution So I sit, and I smile, and I say owell done@ To the Girl Least Likely To Page after page of sniping rage An English singe or an American tinge oThereYs a publisher,@ she said in the new year oItYs never in this year@ I do think this but I canYt admit it To the Girl Least Likely To So one more song with no technique One more song which seems all wrong And oh, the news is bad again See me as I am again And the Scales of Justice sway one way In the rooms of those least likely to Oh deep in my heart how I want to be wrong But the moods and the styles too frequently change >From 21 to 25, from 25 to 29 And I sit, and I smile and I say owell done@ To the Girl Least Likely To Oh one more song about The Queen Or standing around the shops with Bees oBut somebodyYs got to make it!@ she screams oSo why why canYt it be me?@ But she would die if we heard her sing from the heart Which is hurt So how many times will I shed a tear And another stage of verse to cheer When you shine in the public eye, my dear Please remember these nights When I sit in support with a dutiful smile Because thereYs nothing I can say So chucking and churning and turning the knife On everything, except your own life And a clock somewhere strikes midnight And an explanation it drains me If only there could be a way There is a different mood all over the world [A different tune on familiar views And Guiness that could all be for you] So will you come down and IYll meet you With no more poems, with nothing to hit Oh darling, itYs all for you... I KNOW VERY WELL HOW I GOT MY NAME A child in a curious phase A man with Southern Ways Oh I know very well how I got my name You think you were my first love You think you were my first love but youYre wrong You were the only one whoYs come and gone When thirteen years old Who dyed his hair gold Oh I know very well, I donYt need to be told You think you were my first love You think you were my first love but youYre wrong You were the only one whoYs come and gone You were the only one whoYs come and gone IYVE CHANGED MY PLEA TO GUILTY IYm Standing In The Dark With My Innocent Hand On My Heart IYve Changed My Plea IYve Changed My Plea To Guilty Because Freedom Is Wasted On Me See How YouYre All Spoiled Again Outside There Is A Pain Emotional Air Raids Exhaust In My Heart And ItYs Safer To Be Inside So, IYm Changing My Plea And No One Can Dissuade Me Because Freedom Is Wasted On Me See How YouYre All Spoiled Again Something I Have Learned If There Is One Thing In Life IYve Observed ItYs That EverybodyYs Got Somebody Oh No, Not Me So IYve Changed My Plea To Guilty And Reason And Freedom Is A Waste ItYs A Lot Like Life Thanks to The MorriYZine for the lyrics -- [typed by]Suedehead JOURNALISTS WHO LIE Journalists Who Lie Stealing The Money Prospering With Spite Hate-In-A-Hurry Yeah, Well TheyYre Only Trying To Make Their Name By Spreading Biz-Myth-Lies About The Ones WhoYve Made Their Name Stick In The Knife Stick In The Knife Journalists Who Lie The Truth Is, It Happens Praise Then Crucify Just Follow This Pattern And See How TheyYre Only Trying To Make Their Name By Spreading Sickening Lies About The Ones WhoYve Made Their Name Give Him The Knife Give Us The Knife Journalists Who Life So Happy In Malice Rock Star Out Of Line So Happy In Malice So Sick And Belaboured They Only Want To Be Favored They Only Want To Be Favored See How TheyYre Only Trying To Make Their Name With Unprovable Lies About The Ones WhoYve Made Their Name In The Black Hole Out Your Soul Still Bargaining Away The Truth So Easily Thanks to The MorrYZine for the lyrics -- [typed by]Suedehead MICHAELYS BONES MichaelYs bones Lay where they fell Face down on a sports ground He was just somebodyYs luckless son Oh but now look what heYs done Oh look what heYs done Your gentle hands are frozen And your unkissed lips are blue Your thinning clothes are hopeless And no one was mad about you MichaelYs bones were very young But they were never to know Impetuous fun Mr. Policeman I donYt know where you get such notions from His gentle hands are frozen And his unkissed lips are blue But his eyes still cry And now youYve turned the last bend And see are we all judged the same at the end? Tell me, tell me Oh you lucky thing You are too brave And IYm ashamed of myself as usual MY LOVE LIFE Come on to my house Come on and do something new I know you love one person So why canYt you love two? Give a little something Give a little something To my love life To my love life My love life, oh I know you love one person So why donYt you love two? Give a little something Give a little something To my love life To my love life My love life, oh I know you love one person So why donYt you love two? Oh give up... I know you love... Come on to my house PASHERNATE LOVE Pashernate love In any form Whether real or a dream Pashernate love Could make your sister erupt into wild blisters and boils But as for me It still doesnYt understand me It wouldnYt lay one single finger on me Pashernate love Could make your grandmother zoom Zroller skating back from the grave Pashernate love could make your old daddy feel like he may have a reason to live But as for me It still doesnYt understand me And it wouldnYt lay one single finger on me IYm always there ItYs always elsewhere Whoah, Pashernate love Where are you... PREGNANT FOR THE LAST TIME [Fill the] pearls for the last time Corn beef legs for the last time Oh weYre so glad that youYve finally decided But then you see someone new And you want someone new So you have someone new I donYt blame you We would all do the same as you If ever we had the nerve to Chips with cream for the last time The peopleYs friend for the last time Oh weYre so glad that youYve finally decided Tiny striped socks for the last time Pokes and prods for the last time And the doctor said: oDonYt nod your head until June!@ But then you see someone new And you want someone new So you have someone new I donYt blame you We would all do the same as you If ever we had the chance to Sick at noon for the last time And who is gonna clean up, would you be so kind? Oh everybodyYs stared at the strange clothes that youYre wearing Bad advice for the last time And people being nice for the very last time Oh weYre so glad that you have finally decided SISTER IYM A POET All over this town Yes a low wind may blow And I can see through everybodyYs clothes with no reason To hide these words I feel And no reason to talk about the books I read But still I do ThatYs Zcuz IYm a Sister IYm a, all over this town Along this way Outside the prison gates I love the romance of crime And I wonder does anybody feel the same way I do? And is evil just something you are, or something you do? Sister IYm a Sister IYm a, all over this town All over this town They pull over in their Citroen vans Not to shake your hands With a mess on their breaths And you with youth on your side All alone waiting at the light But not this time Sister IYm a Sister IYm all over this town SKIN STORM Delight See our faces are both shining And IYve never felt so wanted Than when you cling with arms and legs I tremble You crush my burning lips like ashes With so much skin to travel over While my head spins and you knew it would And oh whatYs in store? And oh whatYs in store? We shelter in our skin storm I feel Feel your breath burn on my body You touch my senses tingling brightly Slipping sliding into heaven Love could be a wonderful emotion With such a rush of pleasure motion When IYm dancing on our skin And oh whatYs in store? And oh whatYs in store? We shelter in our skin storm THAT'S ENTERTAINMENT (Morrissey's rendition, originally by the Jam) Police car with a screaming siren Pneumatic drill on ripped up concrete Baby wails, a stray dog howling Brakes screech at a lamp light blinking That's Entertainment That's Entertainment Smash of glass and a rumble of boots Electric train and a ripped up phone booth A hot day and a sticky black tarmac A hot day and I'm wishing I was far away That's Entertainment That's Entertainment Days of speed and a slow time Mondays Wake up at 6 AM and think about your holidays Open window and breathe in petrol Cold flat with a dump on the walls Yes, That's Entertainment That's Entertainment Two lovers kissing over screams of midnight Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude Read grafitti about slashed seat affairs Splattered walls and a kick in the balls Is all that you get, in the name of entertainment Please note: Morrissey takes liberties from the original song. It might be noteworthy to also get the original which is in the Jam directory and compare. [Anonymous typist] THE LOOP I just wanna say I havenYt been away IYm still right here Where I always was So one day if youYre bored By all means call Because you can do But only if you want to I just wanna say I havenYt been away IYm still right here Where I always was So one day when youYre bored By all means call Because you can do But you might not get through THERE SPEAKS A TRUE FRIEND Now there There speaks a true friend There speaks a friend for life You told me all the things That you think are wrong with me I just wish youYd stayed around and helped me put them right But nevertheless There There speaks a true friend There speaks a friend for life You listed all the things That people cannot stand about me I just wish youYd stayed around and helped me to improve Because IYve tried, IYve tried IYve really really tried You say I donYt know how to live (And thatYs true) You say I donYt deserve to live Oh where would I be without my friends to help me? I just canYt imagine where IYd be, can you? NO! ------------