Words (lyrics)

SONG LYRICS WORDS MUSIC HEROES BARDOT CHRIS BRADFORD MARK HANKINS ANDY SCOTT SWEET MIKE VERNON DR FEELGOOD KIKI DEE GREG LAKE KIT HAIN NICCI SUN BLOODY RAJAHS PALOMINO SQUAW TWO BLUE LIZARDS

Contents

  1. 1 10% Will Do
  2. 2 29 . . Never Killed A Tiger 
  3. 3 9 Times Out Of 10
  4. 4 All the Ladies
  5. 5 Am I Not Beautiful
  6. 6 The Bells of Old Paree
  7. 7 Big Plans
  8. 8 Bite Your Tongue
  9. 9 Bloody Rajahs
  10. 10 Bombay Boys
  11. 11 Border Raiders
  12. 12 Brandy Loops
  13. 13 The Bridge
  14. 14 Bullets That Miss
  15. 15 Call Me
  16. 16 Can You Hear Me?
  17. 17 Catch You On The Rebound
  18. 18 Chinese Robe
  19. 19 The Circles
  20. 20 Colour My Hair
  21. 21 Complicated
  22. 22 Corridors of Power
  23. 23 Cowboy
  24. 24 Crazy Love
  25. 25 Cry Away
  26. 26 Dance of The Impala
  27. 27 Definitely Headgear
  28. 28 Diamond Lady
  29. 29 Don't Let It Take A Hold
  30. 30 Don't You Go Giving Yourself Away
  31. 31 Down at the Kudu
  32. 32 Down In The Trenches
  33. 33 Down on the Diverse
  34. 34 Down, Down, Down.
  35. 35 Everything Is Alright
  36. 36 Everywhere a River
  37. 37 Face
  38. 38 Famous Last Words
  39. 39 Fenella's Slide.
  40. 40 The Final Ride
  41. 41 Fire In My Heart
  42. 42 Flame to Flame 
  43. 43 Flavia
  44. 44 Get Lost
  45. 45 Girls School
  46. 46 Give Me A Son
  47. 47 Going Down
  48. 48 Going Through the Motions
  49. 49 Gotta Look Away
  50. 50 Green Room
  51. 51 Gunner Of Love
  52. 52 Heroes Reward
  53. 53 Honolulu
  54. 54 House With No Windows
  55. 55 In The Presence of Ils
  56. 56 Invisible
  57. 57 Julie
  58. 58 Jumpin' For Joy
  59. 59 Just Like an Italian
  60. 60 Killer On The Run
  61. 61 Krugerrands
  62. 62 Last Great Summer
  63. 63 Laughing Years
  64. 64 Let Her Dance
  65. 65 Look At The Mess
  66. 66 The Lords Insane..
  67. 67 Love Pains
  68. 68 Mammoths In July
  69. 69 Mean To You
  70. 70 Miranda
  71. 71 Mirror Image
  72. 72 Naomi
  73. 73 Never Let go
  74. 74 Ouled Nail
  75. 75 Overloaded (Don't cry baby)
  76. 76 Part Time Love.
  77. 77 Pretty Girl 
  78. 78 Pretty Picker 
  79. 79 Reasons For Reverse
  80. 80 Running Around
  81. 81 Running Scared
  82. 82 Running Shoes
  83. 83 Safety Net
  84. 84 Sailors
  85. 85 Scared Or Brave
  86. 86 School for Spies
  87. 87 She Said
  88. 88 Some Kind of Women
  89. 89 Some Nights
  90. 90 Somebody Told Me
  91. 91 Someone In Your Corner
  92. 92 Stormproof
  93. 93 Strange Lady
  94. 94 Sunday
  95. 95 There are Times
  96. 96 A Touch Of Class
  97. 97 Truce
  98. 98 Two For Joy
  99. 99 Ulysses
  100. 100 Velvet, Black & Red
  101. 101 Violent Style
  102. 102 What A Woman
  103. 103 When The Lights Go Down
  104. 104 Where Am I Tonight?
  105. 105 Whiskey Kisses
  106. 106 Who Saved Who?
  107. 107 Wild Eyes
  108. 108 Will You Be The One.
  109. 109 Witchfire
  110. 110 Wondertime
  111. 111 Work Hard
  112. 112 Yeah!



10% Will Do

(Chris Bradford, Mark Hankins, Summer 1979)

I get high on the memory, way up on the gallery,
I hope she’ll remember me for my time.
I get full with the energy, way up on the gallery
I know she’ll remember me for my time…
But all I wanna do, is get a piece of you – and 10% will do…

Running down on the batteries,
Fed up with the flattery,
I get bored with the same lines every night.
It’s not hard to remember when you came here and I let you in.
I needed to borrow some of your sight…
Now all I wanna do, is get a piece of you – and 10% will do…

“Where did you go?
And how did I find you, and now I,
I don’t wanna go ‘cos I just can’t leave you,
I just can’t leave you alone…

Now all I wanna do, is get a piece of you – and 10% will do…





29 . . Never Killed A Tiger 

(Chris Bradford)
 
Khan had a mud hut, down in the valley,
right by the Ganges..
A lonely son with none of his Fathers fighting spirit.
Khan was a slow man, never had a Hoolah,
never had a girlfriend. .
29 and never killed a Tiger.
 
Khan was a Ferryman, could've been a cattleman,
nothing bolder..
He couldn't attract a wife from all the brown skinned maidens,
All the pretty girls hung around with mighty hunters. .
29 and never killed a Tiger.
 
29. . . scared of his shadow,
29. . . frightened in the jungle,
29. . . he'll never be a warrior,
29. . . and never killed a Tiger. .
 
29. . . he shivers in the thunder,
29. . . nobody loves him,
29. . . a Poet not a Fighter,
29. . . and never killed a Tiger.
 
 
 

9 Times Out Of 10

(Bradford, Scott)
 
Feeling like a king, doing it solo,
But under everything there’s a romance,
With some Katie or Clara, Jenny or Sarah,
One to make you think,
The one you remember got away…
 
9 times out of 10 I would have had that one,
9 times out of 10 I would have had that girl,
 But I let her slip away…
 
Never settled down, never got caught up,
Nothing in your mind ever concerned romance,
All the loving and leaving,
Ducking and weaving,
Then you meet the one who throws the world
Back in your face…
 
Ah 9 times out of 10 I would have had that one
If I had it again…
9 times out of 10 I would have had that one,
9 times out of 10 I would have had that girl,
But I let her slip away…
 
9 times out of 10, 9 times…
9 times out of 10, 9 times…
9 times out of 10 I would have had that one…
 


All the Ladies

(Chris Bradford, Laurie Andrew, Ray McRiner)

All the ladies passin’ by, I leave ‘em with a smile
And a twinkle in the eye,
I never make ‘em cry, they’ve been so good to me.

Everyone of them is sweet and nice
They give me all their money and I
Give ‘em my advice…
My, this is Paradise, they’re all so good to me.

Ooh what a beautiful mess, I’ve got
Thirteen women in distress and
Every one of them is sweet and blessed
And also good to me.

All the ladies laughin’ eyes,
Keep me with a smile and a twinkle in my
Eyes; they never make me cry, they’re
All so good to me…

Are we ever to blame?
We are only fools who play this loaded game.
We will burn in flame or we’ll learn to
Play this love the same…

We will burn in flame, or we’ll all
Learn to play this loaded game…



Am I Not Beautiful

(Chris Bradford)

Am I not beautiful. . .
Am I not beautiful. . .
Have I not slim thighs, pretty hair in my eyes,
and a girlfriend who says you're beautiful, you're beautiful. . .
Look at your slim thighs pretty hair in your eyes that sparkle blue

Am I not wonderful. . .
Am I not wonderful. . .
Look at my lifestyle, what a lifestyle I share with you..
Are we not beautiful. . .
Are we not beautiful. . .
Look at our slim thighs, pretty hair in our eyes that sparkle blue. . .
 
 
 
 

  

The Bells of Old Paree

(Chris Bradford, Kit Hain, October 1982) 

Sunlight flickered on the wall, across our bodies shadows fall,
Lying in the glow of our first time when we heard the church bells chime…
Once for love when love is new,
Once for one more time makes two,
It always makes me think of you,
When I hear the bells of old Paree…

Gazing out across the roofs, early morning, nothing moves,
Just the church bells in the tower,
Striking every hour.
Run down to the avenue, where sounds of dawn are coming to,
It always makes me think of you,
When I hear the bells of old Paree…

There's nowhere else with magic quite like this,
No-one else who makes me fee like you do,
In Paris, it always makes me think of you,

Since we heard them that first day,
The bells have peeled the years away,
The sound that woke us from our first dream has now become our theme,
Once for love when love was new,
We still walk down the avenue,
It always makes me think of you,
When I hear the bells of old Paree…




 

Big Plans

(Bradford, Scott, Vernon)

I'll lead the way, I'll do the pushin' and shovin'
I'll book the room in some honeymoon hotel.
I'll light the lamps on the darkest of highways,
Just like magic put you under my spell.

Big plans for you and me
Big plans
Big plans for you and me
Better get ready.

Never been so certain and I've never been so sure
You've got me standin' on my fingertips and
howlin' for more,
Don't stop the party, I don't wanna settle down, Let's co for everything, let's go for it now.

Big plans for you and me
Big plans
Big plans for you and me
Better get ready....
 
 
 
 

Bite Your Tongue

(Chris Bradford)

It hurts when you bite your tongue,
Oh don't it really hurt,
I know it hurts,
it hurts when you bite your tongue,
So you lie in the nude with your window open,
It's very late but Wendy may appear.

It's sad when your girlfriend's gone,
I know it's really sad,
It makes you sad it's bad when your girlfriend's gone,
But if you lie in the nude with your window open, give her a call and Wendy may appear, when your girlfriends gone.
She would love your teenage body
Love so hard it'll make you bite your tongue
It hurts when you bite your tongue,
Oh don't it really ache, it makes you shake, it aches when you bite your tongue.
 
 
 
 

 

Bloody Rajahs

(Chris Bradford)

She said she used to hang around with the rich and famous, Kings and Rajahs,
Hoola Balls..
I met her in the gutter she was drunk and swearing,
Lying there like a dirty rag doll..
"Bloody Rajahs" mumbled she "messed me up and used me,
set me up and kicked me out"...
Bloody Rajahs !
She said they used to dress her up like a Zulu princess, Toucan head dress,
bones and things..
To put a wiggle in her hips and make her jewels jingle, black eyed Rajahs,
Jumping Kings..
"Bloody Rajahs" mumbled she "messed me up, abused me,
set me up then boot me out"
Bloody Rajahs !





Bombay Boys

(Chris Bradford)

Bombay Boys would do any thing for a pound..
Bombay Boys could pick your pocket and you wouldn't even hear a sound..
Bombay Boys have Mothers and Sisters to support..

Bombay Girls learn very early how to wiggle when they walk..
Bombay Girls are taught by Mothers who are versed in the art..
Bombay Girls don't go hungry if they're smart ...

When you've got no choice and you hear the growl of your little baby brother
and his starving howl, you steal like the Bombay Boys..

Bombay Boys creep like shadows of dogs in the night..
Bombay Boys learn very early the advantage of the dirty fighter, huh!
Bombay Boys have Mothers and Sisters to support..

Remember the Rajahs,the white and brown..
Brought the whole bloody Nation tumbling down..
You feel for the Bombay Boys.. Bombay Boys.



Border Raiders

(Chris Bradford)

He told me that the Kirkbrides were border raiders,
I always wondered what my bloodlines were,
And in that smokey room, he told me over a beer or two,
And I'm following directions he suggested.
He showed me some pictures that he had of his woman,
And down at her feet were kids with curly hair,
And over a tear or two we talked about the girl we knew,
And I'm following directions he suggested.

He took me across the water, with the other children
And his Liverpool daughter, far away.
Oh I miss you Mama, I miss you everyday,
Oh I miss you Mama, I miss you everyday.
He told me that his whole life had exploded,
And that for a while he'd been treading on air,
And over a beer or two we talked about the girl we knew,
And I'm following directions he suggested.

He took me across the water with the other children
And his Liverpool daughter, far away.
Oh I miss you Mama, I miss you everyday,
Oh I miss you Mama, I miss you everyday.

Composed by : Chris Bradford, Published by : Handle Music





Brandy Loops

(Chris Bradford)

Well you're looking good and I'm feeling right,
So I think I might come home tonight,
And feel your touch like velvet, for a while.
With your brandy loops and your pink champagne,
And your diamond hoops and your lion man,
And art you must have learned in Arab towns.
Sometimes I need to come and stay
Because it's fun because it's strange.

And I would do anything for you,
And I would be anywhere anytime,
And I would do anything just as long as it's satisfying and not too tiring.

With your silver cloak and your Crimson cane,
And the boys you pulled out of the rain,
And rooms that you keep locked in your hotel.
Sometimes I need to come and stay,
Because it's fun, because it strange.

And I would do anything for you,
And I would be anywhere, anytime.
And I would do anything just as long as it's satisfying and not too tiring.






The Bridge

(Chris Bradford 1985) 

An awful lot of bridge has been built over the water, by time.

Though memories heal,
And things get better,
Time just steals your life away,
And you let her.

An awful lot of bridge has been built over the water, by time.

Your suffering pride,
Bruised and dented,
When you can't decide if it's just a joke,
Or she meant it.

You wanna let it ride,
Love to ignore it,
But something inside tells you your only hope's to explore it.

I see the bridge before me
but I just cannot cross it,
The bridge does not look all that safe to me.
I see the bridge before me
but I just cannot cross it,
Although I know it is my destiny.

An awful lot of bridge has been built over the water, by time.






Bullets That Miss

(Chris Bradford, September 1981)

This year will be a better year,
I feel it in my bones,
You help me celebrate every day.
You help me pay the rent,
And we don’t talk a lot.
We just seem to celebrate every day…

I don’t know what happens to the bullets that miss, do you?

I don’t want to worry you,
But it is on my mind.
Now don’t you panic and run away.
I feel I must be serious,
Serious with you.
Please don’t you panic and run away.

I don’t know what happens to the bullets that miss, do you?

Fill me up with confidence,
Tell me that it’s great,
We’ve just got to celebrate every day.

I don’t know what happens to the bullets that miss, do you?
Whatever happens to the bullets that miss,
I don’t know what happens to the bullets that miss do you?…




Call Me

(Bradford, Scott, Vernon)

I saw you standing there
You knocked me out of my shoes
The look that gave you me said I
couldn't lose.

We spent the night huddled up close
Making love so hot it burned
I felt cold in the morning but you will return
I've been waiting for so long..
Anticipating for so long..
I've been waiting for so long.

"Call me, take the time and call me
Don't try to stall me,
I should've seen it in your smile.
Call me, take one lousy dime and baby
call me,
Quit trying to stonewall me
I would have made it worth your while."
I keep thinking about you, can't get you out of my head,
Been turning down offers I shouldn't refuse,
Do I live in a world of lies, I must admit I fantasise,
I talk to my shadow and wish it was you.
I've been waiting for so long..
Someone must pay at the end of the day but
Babe it ain't going to be me
There ain't enough fools to play by those rules
So it better be me - Call me.



Can You Hear Me?

(Bradford, Chandler)

Can you hear me?
Can you not hear my call?
Can you not hear my call for help?
I believed in…
I believed in you…
I believed in you my Lord…
Ah ah…
 
I’m beginning to think that the whole thing
Was a set up from the start,
Spend my life, do the best I can and
I end up screamin’ from my heart.
Ah ah…
 
You know your Power and your Glory,
Well I been thinking it over,
I even read the story,
I read it cover to cover…
And something don’t sit right…
And it’s makin’ me uptight…
So why don’t you hear me?
Why don’t you hear my call?
Can you not hear my call for help?
I believed in…
I believed in you…
I believed in you my Lord…
 
You know your Power and your Glory,
Well I been thinking it over,
I even read the story,
I read it cover to cover…
 


Catch You On The Rebound

(Bradford, Scott, Vernon)

Now that your picture has faded and the
Colours turned to grey
Just when you thought that you had made it
You lost your way
Now that your solid situation broke up and
Crumbled to the ground
Your indestructible foundations they fell down.

I'm gonna catch you on the rebound
I'll be the one to pick up the pieces
Catch you on the rebound
Pick up the pieces on the rebound.

Now that your words have no meaning
And you gaze into emptiness
It cuts too deep for physical healing
Can't catch your breath
Now that your world's thrown into confusion
And you can't lift yourself off the floor
Your every hope seems like an illusion
You can't can't take any more,

I'm gonna catch you on the rebound
I'll be the one to pick up the pieces
Catch you on the rebound
Pick up the pieces on the rebound.





Chinese Robe

(Chris Bradford)

There she goes, a pretty young girl in a Chinese robe,
forget all about the money she owes to me.
I don't know where all her money goes,
but it's funny how easy she is to know when she needs ooh la la la !
Before the big kiss,
She was never like this,
She used to be so proud..
Shaking in fits,
Broken in bits,
She falls to pieces in the crowd..
Up her nose,that's where all my money goes,
I want to help her and I want to get close.
Poor thing.. she's growing cold..
Shaken to bits,
Broken with fits,
She falls to pieces in the crowd..





The Circles

(Chris Bradford, December 1979) 

When I look around there’s lonesome hippies,
Mods and Rockers, Teds and Punks.
I don’t want to join the Tired Insipids,
Washed out cowboys, social drunks.

I don’t wanna cause a change of opinion,
I don’t wanna shoot things down in flames,
Anyway that’s beyond my direction.

When I was at school, a football hero,
England captain was my dream.
Then I met a man with songs and words
And everybody gets impressed at sixteen…

“And it all involves the circles,
Kids never seem to change,
All in uniforms and looking strange”.

Then I met a girl with thick mascara,
Ten years older, with a flat.
Innocence went on an old worn sofa,
Closed my eyes and that was that.

“It all involves the circles,
Kids never seem to change,
All in uniforms and looking strange”.

“It all involves the circles (round and round in circles) 

Kids never seem to change (never seem to change) 

All in uniforms and looking strange”…


  

  

Colour My Hair

(Chris Bradford, June 1982)

Caught me when I was not thinking,
And I found myself sat in a chair,
And I felt like I'd been up all night drinking,
Tho' I can't remember how I got there.
She dyed and colored my hair.

Burgundy and bright magenta
with a Peacock for a pony tail
and a subtle flash of crimson splendor.
She dyed and colored my hair.


"I wasn't looking out.
I really didn't care.
Wish she'd took a photo of the colour of my hair.
I wasn't looking out
I let her have her way.
Technicolour hair-do all around my face."

Caught me when I wasn't aware . . .
She dyed and colored my hair.


"I let her try it out.
I let her go to town.
This hair-do is an art form.
A multi coloured crown.
I wasn't looking out
I let her have her way.
Wish she'd took a photo to remind me of the day"

She caught me when I wasn't aware . . .
She dyed and colored my hair.





Complicated

(Chris Bradford)

It's much too complicated,
I'm getting so frustrated,
I just can't talk to her no more..
When everything is alright,
she finds a way to make us fight,
and has me walking out the door..

But here comes the night,
burning up my energy to fight, and I just give up and I can't go on
She says there's Witchfire in her,
she's such a lovely sinner,
I just keep coming back for more…
And from our last encounter,
I lick my wounds and swear I'll
never come this way no more..

But here comes the night.. here comes the night.








Corridors of Power

(Chris Bradford, Kit Hain)

If you want to run in the corridors of power, then you'd better take a Ju Ju ,
Ahh Ahh give your plans to the secretary.
If you want to act like an animal, your manners are needing some attention,
Ahh Ahh, better see your veterinary, ,better see.. boom boom wow wow !
They snap and snarl in the corridors of power..
They snap and snarl.
If you wanna run for the top job then you'd better run like a cheetah,
Got to beat the competition ..
If you want to act like an animal, you'd better then act like a leader,
Makin sure of your position.
Makin sure..boom boom wow wow !
They snap and snarl in the corridors of power..
They snap and snarl in the corridors of power..

Hang around the money lenders ..
The Bankers and the spenders..
Bare your teeth to the contenders...boom boom wow wow !

White House, Number 10 ,
Pentagon, Vatican,
House of Commons, Kremlin.. corridors they run in..
Knesset, The Quai d'Orsay.. Bonne Bonne Bombs away,
Montealterio, Mao's place here we go.. boom boom wow wow !
They snap and snarl in the corridors of power !


Cowboy

(Chris Bradford)

I spent the summer in a border town,
With whiskey and women with their bodies burned brown,
And though I was high, my spirits were down,
My cowboy was leaving town.. .

And like sand running through my hands,
I let him slip away and leave the band,
I never knew he was a jealous man,
And he left me with all the shame,
On my hands . . .

Cowboy I love you. I really do.

(I really love you now cowboy)

Cowboy I love you. I really do.

(I really love you now cowboy)

Cowboy!
Cowboy!!
Cowboy!!!

I really love you boy . . .




Crazy Love

(Chris Bradford, Mark Hankins)

There she goes again, makes me crazy love and then
Sends me out to do her business on the street.

Pulling in her men only leads me to dead ends.
Let me whip her and I'll love her on my knees.


Is she gentle with your hide?
No, she turns me up inside. . .
Does she love you sweet and kind?
No, she just tears up my mind.

Trying to make me lie, she will break herself and die.
In a loaded game, her lonely shame she hides. . .
Cheatin' to the last,
Who will break in on her past,
Give her everything she needs and say 'goodbye',
Goodbye?


Crazy love will never ever set me free.







Cry Away

(Chris Bradford, May 1982)

They didn't try to paint a pretty picture,
They just wrote down the facts
"We're sorry your man's been lost in action, and is never coming back."
How long will she cry for?
For how long will she grieve?
She will not forget her anger
When she begged him not to leave.


Oomah Oomah cry away.
Oomah Oomah cry away your tears.


The home she loved and cared for,
Is now an empty shell.
The feelings have all disappeared and her spirit's gone as well.
And everything is useless, tho' relations rally round,
She must serve her lonely sentence,
For her love on foreign ground.


Oomah Oomah cry away.
Oomah Oomah cry away your tears.





Dance of The Impala

(Chris Bradford 1991)

Run girl, you are in a place where angels shouldn't be girl,
You are somewhere else when you should be with me girl.

Kiss my cross and hear my words,
We'll take the highest fences first,
I'll blaze a trail for you to walk with me.

Run girl, when I give the word, you give it all you've got girl,
Where we are going, you won't need a lot girl.

Just hold my kisses with your lips,
Then shout my name, don't whisper it,
I'll carve a life for you and me to run girl.

Let us roam together
Let's just roam tonight
Let's get away

Run girl, you are in a world even heroes would not quest in,
Where a soul like yours would never have been blessed in.

Take these strings and hold them tight,
I'll pull you through into the light,
I'll show you what it's like to run with me!

Impalas dance tonight
They seem to jump together
The lion roars, the lion bites

Hear that dancing music roar,
From every city bar tonight,
They know that we have fought and won a war.





Definitely Headgear

(Chris Bradford)

This is definitely headgear,
I'm swimming in a pool of thought..
It makes me think about you dear,
some attention and you're part of my life..

Come and tell me of your day love,
sit down and relax with me..
Well it's got me in a daze love,
tell me what you want and it will be..

You're so sweet and I'm so strangely,
what a combination we make..
When you're worried you pretend that you get mad when I come home late..Ahh.

This is definitely headgear...

We're not rich but we are loaded,
we've got everything we need..
Let's get married have some babies,
then our circle is complete..whoa..
This is definitely headgear..

I'm so slow and you're so quickly,
still we get there just the same..
I'm so smart and you're so thickly,
I don't even know your name..

This is definitely headgear !!





Diamond Lady

(Chris Bradford, Kit Hain 1982)

I bet he’s lyin’ on a beach sippin’ rum and cola,
Dreamin’ of the wealth that’s on it’s way.
Villa on the coast and a golden Roller.
Yeah, thinks of me and the jewels and plunder,
Due to land sometime today,
But I’ll leave him there and I’ll let him wonder.
 
“Naturally he’ll be concerned
When his Diamond Lady don’t return”.
 
Lyin’ on a beach with his glinting eyes,
Out of reach of those glittering prizes,
Ah, to see his face when he realises…
His Diamond Lady’s gone…
 
His well planned diamond dream is waning,
Soon the truth must start to dawn.
A fortune there he won’t be gainin’,
I bet he’s goin’ round the bend now he’s the loser,
Sees he’s been some kind of pawn,
Totally used and I’m the user.
 
“Naturally he’ll want revenge,
But I’m out of reach my foolish friend”.
 
Lyin’ on a beach with your glinting eyes,
Out of reach of the glittering prizes,
Ah to see your face when you realise…
Your Diamond Lady’s gone…



Don't Let It Take A Hold

(Chris Bradford)

And tho' it makes you happy I have tried to change your ways,
I think that you are crazy with that stuff,
I don't mind trying anything, but this is suicide, so telephone me when you've had enough.

Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it put out your lights,
Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it put out your lights, your lights, your lights.

You always say that next week's when you're going to give it up,
Now you and I know that is just a joke,
And all your strange friends passing through, they just make matters worse,
They share with you and you all sink together.

Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it put out your lights,
Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it put out your lights, your lights, your lights.

Selling your possessions that your Mother handed down,
Maybe you should ring her for a cheque.
Where are all the fantasies that you had when we met ?
Whatever happened to your lights?

Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it put out your lights,
Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it take a hold on your life,
Don't let it put out your lights, your lights, your lights.





Don't You Go Giving Yourself Away

(Chris Bradford, Mike Vernon)

Don't you ever get afraid
Please tell me if you get bad feelings
I'm not a hero on parade, but I’ve got
Muscle if you need it.
I would send anybody to hell
If they ain't treating you well
You gotta hold your head up high and try
'Cos what they're saying and what I'm saying
Is don't go giving yourself away.

Don't you go giving yourself away, people start
Talking, don't you go giving yourself away, no, no
Don't you go giving yourself away little girl
What they're saying, and what I'm saying, is
Don't you go giving yourself away.

If you're ever feeling scared, and you get the
Shivers from a movie
Remember everything we shared, no-one else
Has ever moved me
I would break every written rule, risk being
Thought a fool
Ah beg, steal borrow and lie, even die
What they're saying, and what I'm saying, is
Don't you go giving yourself away.

Don't you go giving yourself away, people start
Talking, don't you go giving yourself away, no, no
Don't you go giving yourself away little girl
What they're saying, what I'm saying is
Don't you go giving yourself away. . .






Down at the Kudu

(Chris Bradford, Andy Scott)

The silver tongue in me unlocks the treasure,
It is a part of me…
You need defences, when you are that
Good looking, you need Karate.
What are the chances?
What are the odds?
If I put my money on the blonde…

Down at the "Kudu"
Let’s see the wine flow
Down at the "Kudu"
I wanna see the bodies swayin’
To and fro…"Kudu"…."Kudu"…

All of the members are music and movie
People, and it’s exclusive,
It takes some time to be part of this
Menagerie, and it’s expensive…
What are the chances?
What are odds?
I’ve still got my money on the blonde!

Down at the "Kudu"
Let’s see the wine flow…?
Down at the "Kudu"
I wanna see the bodies swayin’
To and fro…

Down at the "Kudu"
Down at the "Kudu"…









Down In The Trenches

(Chris Bradford)

Hey Johnny can I borrow your pen, 'cause I wanna
Write a letter back home to Mum
I wanna tell her that her young boy's now
A man and he's sitting it out with the rest
Down in the trenches.

Letter

My dear Mother, it's wet here all the time
And we live like pigs on the enemy line
We can hear them singing from a third of a mile
And it sounds just like a symphony of sighs.
Down in the trenches we are haunted by
The ghosts of our companions.
And Johnny had to borrow a gun 'cause he
Left his buried with an enemy soldier
His tears just made the mud a little wetter.

How is England in the Summer?
This is just to let you know I love yuh!
And I'm keeping my head down low, here
In the trenches.
Are we winning?
Will tomorrow bring a Reaper, thin and grinning?
I'm good at killing! Mum, I'm really good at killing.

Hey Johnny can I huddle with you?
I want to explain what I want you to do if
You ever get back and I didn't get through.
Look at these words and give them a tune
And whistle it for me one day here in the trenches…
Down in the trenches...





Down on the Diverse

(Chris Bradford)

Down on the Diverse, Jenny drives a Pink hearse,
For LaLa and the Monkeys, who are playing down at Ghandis.

Down on the Diverse, you never take a full purse,
Cos everybodies hungry, you can see it in their eyes.
Down on the Diverse..

Black lacquer Needle Gun,hash flavour chewing gum,
Shivers from the Battery, you can feel it underground.

Down at "The Dirty Nun", pink pills swallow one,
And power that eluded you, puts shivers in your spine.
Shivers in your spine...
Chant: Down on the Diverse.. Mama says don't go down on the Diverse !

Thirty miles fenced off, parachute, RedCross,
Taboo from the Government, who are playing it all down.

Black and white and brown fools, living by the New Rules,
And babies glowing in the night, put shivers in my spine.
Shivers, shivers in my spine...
Chant: Mama says don't go down on the Diverse !





Down, Down, Down.

(Chris Bradford)

Cold diamonds, it's diamonds he's wearing tonight.
Cool summer and dressed for the finish tonight.
What a thriller, a real ladykiller.
He's got a lot of secrets he'll never tell her and
he's out there somewhere in the city tonight.

Oh lady, you're looking so pretty tonight.
Sweet smilin' lady, you're going out dancin' tonight.
Sweet sixteen, she's young and tender and he
comes on like a real big spender
And just to make sure he's got to give her some
more and drag her
down, down, down . . . .
he's dragging her
down, down, down.
Cold street, it's gonna be bad weather tonight.
Cold city, she's running so scared tonight.
Love's been cruel and her dress is all torn, yeh. . .
But you can't say that no-one had warned her.
He's a real ladykiller and he's dragging her
down, down, down.
down, down, down.
down, down, down.
down, down, down.





Everything Is Alright

(Chris Bradford)

Everything is alright.
Everything is alright.
Everything is alright.
Now you are my lady.

Everything is alright.
Everything is alright.
Everything is alright.
Now you are my baby.

And out of the blue,

Came a lifetime of room to move.

I want to -

Hear you laughing
See you smiling
Feel your loving, girl, 'til I'm breathless and
Too tired to move.





Everywhere a River

(Chris Bradford)

Everywhere a river flows, people like to gather close,
Like the Mersey or the Thames, ferries on the river bends.
Water power for a city's cheer.
Slow whispers for a poet's words to put into a lover's ear everywhere a river flows.

Every little river grows,
Out into the sea it flows, where people like to build their ports, and streets are built for sailors sports.
Dirty people with the factories, spilling waste all over the place,
They should do it like this not do it like that, cause everyone's a river - everywhere a river flows.

Dry people in the desert lands, cherish her and understand,
White water for the sporting test, slow water when she takes a rest.
A million kinds of life depends on the river and on her moods and how she rolls and how she bends.
Everyone's a river.

Is the Amazon wild and free?
Or are they going to do it to her, like they did it to him, like they did it to me?
Everyone's a river.

I hope I see it in my time.
I feel it and it's on my mind.
Everyone's a river, everywhere a river flows.





Face

(Chris Bradford, Andy Scott - October 1983)

Face Face Face

I put my face, my face to the window,
I took a look through a crack in the blind,
And I could see she wasn't alone,
I wasn't sure what I wanted to find.

Face Face - Face at the window,
Face Face - opened my eyes. . .
Face Face - Face at the window,
Face Face - opened my eyes.

She saw my face, my face at the window,
She didn't show any shock or shame.
No trace of surprise - no emotion,
She was so locked into her love games.
Face Face - Face at the window,
Face Face - opened my eyes. . .


Now I want to forget her
Get out and find somebody new.

I put my face, my face to the window,
Across the room was a chain reaction.
She stood up and walked to the window
Her smile her attraction for my


Face Face Face





Famous Last Words

(Chris Bradford, Andy Scott, David Most)

You think you've got it under control,
and you say so famous last words.
Your life is full of rich and many
colours of the rainbow,
famous last words.
Your partner is perfection
and will remain so.
Oh no, famous last words.
Oh no, famous last words.
You're sittin' on top of the world
and wanna stay there,
famous last words.
And you and her have made
a name and fortune together,
famous last words.
You thought that your lives
would be like that forever,
but you were wrong.
Oh no, famous last words.
Oh no, famous last words.
Famous last words.
Something you can recognize,
now you're looking through different eyes.
And that just made you realize
what a fool you were to be surprised
All those famous last words.
All those famous last words.
All those famous last words.
All those famous last words.



Fenella's Slide.

(Chris Bradford)

You are my woman so get up by my side,
I'm gonna take you out for a ride,
I want to show you the other side,
I'm so glad you know how to slide...

You crazy darlin' you've got blood in your eyes,
tell me companion are we flying too high ?
Hold on with your wonderful thighs,
I'm so glad you know how to slide..
But I'll take you home if you want me to.

See all those lovers,there's no shortage of fools,
All of them raining and they're forming in pools,
Let's turn them into beautiful jewels,
That shine in the night time...
But I'll take you home if you want me to..



The Final Ride

(Chris Bradford, Kit Hain)

On a wild and rainy night she took a chance
And she hitch hiked to see her man in South Atlanta City.

 
Just an ordinary girl takes an ordinary world,
In tight new jeans looking clean and pretty.
Dressed in all her innocence, but these days
That is no defence, for others ‘aint  so nice and
There’s the pity…
 
Young girl hits the road outside…
Trusting and open wide…
But who will give the final ride?...
 
Chevrolet was cruisin’ by and at the wheel a
White Suit guy, his dark eyes took her in
And he waylayed her.
Rappin’ there along the road he suggests they
Stop by his abode.
She feels no alarm for all his charm invades her.
Now honour true and honour bright, she never meant
To stay the night, but she’s in the mood and she lets
That dude persuade her.
 
Young girl hits the road outside…
Trusting and open wide…
But who will give the final ride?...
 
Just an ordinary night, what do you see in your headlight?,
And quite amazed you fix your gaze upon her…
Now she’s here and now she’s gone and who could
Say where she came from?, the poor young thing
She had no ID on her…
On a wild and rainy day another one is on her way
Unaware of who could ever wrong her.
 


Fire In My Heart

(Bradford, Scott)

There's a fire in my heart burnin'
Don't think you'll ever get away girl
Better be sure before you start
If the months seem like days turning
So fast you think you got away girl
Remember the fire in my heart.

Fire in my heart
Burnin' flames inside of me
Fire in my heart burnin'.

There's a danger in my eyes shinin'
So cold that people look away girl
They see the bitter sweet inside
There's an anger in my soul fighting
Don't want you ever feeling safe girl
You put the danger in my eyes.

Fire in my heart
Burnin' flames inside of me
Fire in my heart, burnin'

Love turned into a war with you
Love turned into a distant game
If you've changed your mind Its too late
You turned a whole lotta love into hate.

Fire in my heart
Burnin' flames inside of me
Fire in my heart - burnin'.



Flame to Flame 

( Bradford )

Flame turns to flame in the night,
Blame turns to blame when we fight,
Shame turns to shame, you were right .
And love turns to fear in the dawnlight..

I love her madly, is it right that you should be here at all ?
You look so sad dear, a little jewel is in your eye,
Don't let it fall..
You say you love me,but to me you're just a friend while I'm alone,
So please don't push me, it's so hard for me to give what's not my own,
You see, I feel it would hurt her so bad.

Flame turns to flame in the night,
Blame turns to blame when we fight,
Shame turns to shame, you were right,
And love turns to fear in the dawnlight...

Flavia

(Bradford,Hankins)

Well I’ve been hearing all the murmuring
And rumours that are flying round…
And maybe you’ve been thinking I don’t know
And that it’s gonna get me down.
They tell me everywhere…
But I don’t really care…
Uh huh huh Flavia,
Flavia’s known for a long time
Uh huh huh Flavia,
Flavia’s known for a long time…
 
I come around and I moved on into
A different kind of craziness
I always dreamed about a perfect kind
Of loving that would stand the test…
And last a little time…
Stay easy on my mind…
 
Don’t wanna know about the legal situation…
Don’t wanna hear about this endless litigation…
I can’t keep up with all your new infatuations…
I’m jumping this and dodging that and spinning
Like an acrobat…
Uh huh huh Flavia,
Flavia’s known for a long time…
 



Get Lost

(Bradford, Scott, Vernon)

When I called you up and I got you on the line
You had to make it quick you had a limit on your time
Were YOU freezing me out when you said you had to run?
It made me realise that I'm not your only gun.

Oh baby get lost, I love it when you're hot, I can't
Stand it when you're not
Oh baby get lost, are you laughing so loud
That it's making you cry?
And I'm sick and tired of living this lie...
Oh baby bye bye.

What you need is a man with his face pulled down
Some credit card king who will follow you around
Someone to keep tied to your apron strings
So You can make him jump on your trampoline.

Oh baby get lost, I love it when you're hot, I can't
Stand it when you're not
Oh baby get lost, are you laughing so loud
That it's making you cry?
And I'm sick and tired of living this lie...
Oh baby bye bye.

When the bullets fly I keep my head down low
Like a shell shocked soldier in a battle zone
I've got to camouflage my feelings
Let the white flag show
You're such a dirty fighter, You gotta go...

Oh baby get lost etc....





Girls School

(Chris Bradford, Pete Lennon)

Jill and Anita,
Sophie and Rita,
Suzie and Nina,
Anne and Bettina, yeh, yeh, yeh.
They're running for the Girls School. . .

Jenny and Sarah,
Katie and Clara,
Chrissie and Terry,
Sally and Jerry, yeh, yeh, yeh.
They're running for the Girls School . . .

Girls School.


Give Me A Son

(Chris Bradford 1991)

We've both seen alot of tears in our lives,
We've both been through so many changes,
I'm sure we have shared an existence before,
I don't know why but I really know this

All those people we have met and have trusted,
Those secret feelings, all undusted,
I will give you things jewel-encrusted,
But you don't need them

So make a little room in your life,
Make me the proudest man alive,
Just give me a Son,
Just give me a God,
And love me

We are not the kind to run around in packs,
I like to know what kind of load is on my back,
I know how many stars there are,
There are plenty

So let's make a bit of room in our lives,
you know our dreams are linked in time,
You know our rhythms fit just fine,
So give me a Son,
Give me a God, And love me

We were born, we were born to great people,
Two great families, two houses unite
And the spawn, the spawn of this union,
Will snap if you let it, snarl, and bite

Let's put a bit of gold on our fingers,
Let's go and throw some jewels in the air,
Give me a Son... Give me a God…
Give. you my Life…
Give you my Heart…
Give you a Son, and love you







Going Down

(Chris Bradford, Mark Hankins)

Going down, going down thro’ the night,
The captain’s voice is shaky and it doesn’t
Sound right,
The woman sitting next to me is crying, she
Won’t get up off her knees,
And the lady says tighten up…

Going down, going down thro’ the night,
Watching the people’s faces in the fading light,
There’s a man with a lot to lose, he’s crying,
His face is down in his shoes, and
The lady says tighten up.

It’s really nothing very serious
I tell myself it’s OK
Everybody’s just a little scared, a little scared.

It’s really nothing very serious
I tell myself it’s OK
Everybody’s just a little scared, a little scared.

Going down, going down thro’ the night,
There’s a hundred and eighty tight faces
In the flickering lights,
And the woman sitting next to me is
Shaking, she can’t get up off her knees
And the lady says tighten up, tighten up.

Going down, going down thro’ the night…




Going Through the Motions

(Chris Bradford 1985)

If you really want a reason,
if you're really gonna push me to say,
You get no sympathy for treason,
And now I don't care anyway,
It still doesn't come all that easy to say.

Going through the motions. . .

You gave me a lesson in losing,
And I've lost quite a few,
Now I look back it's amusing,
What I let you put me through.
But that doesn't mean I'm not thinking of you,
I am!

Going through the motions. . .

You say that I ought to forgive you,
You know me it's on the cards,
Wish I could be more vicious,
Wish I could be more hard,

That doesn't mean I'm not still loving you,
I am!

Going through the motions. . .





Gotta Look Away

(Bradford, Scott, Vernon)

I heard I made you sad and left you lonely girl
I only ever meant to bring you joy
I know hurt you bad and left you crazy girl I
I didn't mean to treat you like a toy.
Gotta look away
Gotta look away
Gotta look away 'cause I can't stand to see you cryin'.

Your eyes are full of tears, won't you forgive me girl
I swear I'll never do the same again
I thought that we both knew what we were
Doing girl
Now I realise I was to blame.

Gotta look away
Gotta look away
Gotta look away 'cause I can't stand
To see you cryin'.

Sometimes, sometimes I get so lonely
Sometimes, sometimes I get so blue
Sometimes is a long, long time.

Gotta look away
Gotta look away
Gotta look away 'cause I can't stand
To see you cryin'.





Green Room

(Chris Bradford, May 1980)

One hundred words is all I wrote today
I will not let this beat me,
Won’t let this thing defeat me…
I’m sitting on this little century,
I need a lot more zeros,
But it takes time and time goes…
When it hurts my head and it goes
Boom boom,
I have to disappear to my new green room,
That I had installed at incredible cost,
To give me my inspiration…

My English teacher was some good to me
I learned the art of precis,
No one can precis like me…
There is no love in this biography,
It’s sort of science fiction,
Bad girls and men of action…
But it comes and goes and my hands get tied,
So I have to disappear until it comes back right,
I walk up the wall and switch on the light –
Knowing that no one sees me,
I have dreams in my green room…

My place to relax and fill up my mind,
When out of control and I need to unwind,
In my green room.





Gunner Of Love

(Bradford, Scott)

Like a sprinter who is high on his blocks
Like a thief with no key, he can open the locks
The hunter who is after the fox
I'm fully loaded and I'm ready to rock.

Hey Mama I'm a pump action man
Lock up your daughters as fast as you can
Love ain't no military plan
Take away the gun, put a guitar in my hand.

Gunner of love, gunner, gunner, gunner...
Gunner of love - shoot to kill
Got you in my sights with my finger on the trigger
I'm the gunner of love.

This weapon ain't here for show
I'm a double barrelled man and I'm ready to go
Better keep your head down low
The fuse of rock n' roll is surely gonna blow.

Gunner of love etc. . .

I've always been a mercenary man
Getting my loving wherever I can
Point blank all over the land
Take away the gun, put a guitar
In my hand.

Gunner of love etc





Heroes Reward

(Chris Bradford)

She was seventeen,
And she was still learning,
When I first touched her,
Her little body was burning.
And breaking thro'... she knew
What she had to do,
She knew she was the Heroes Reward.

When I'd been away so long,
And I needed healing,
I'd begun to think, that I'd lost that feeling. ..
But it came back to me,
With her delicate artistry,…
She knew she was the Heroes Reward.

She said she come from the Pony Tribe,
When she was taken she was only five,
My word this is a heroes life…
And she was raised like a lovin' child,
Running free and running wild. ..
This really is a heroes life…
Where I want to be…
And breaking thro' she knew what she had to do,
She knew she was the Heroes Reward.





Honolulu

(Chris Bradford, Pete Lennon)

Did you ever want to go to Honolulu, or somewhere like that, and just get on a plane and fly.
Did you ever want to change the job that you do, or something like that, and just give something else a try.
But when you've paid your taxes and you've paid your rent,
You wanna get away but your money's all spent.
Did you ever want to go to Honolulu ?
Did you ever want to leave all this behind ?

But when you've paid your taxes, and you've paid your rent,
You wanna get away but your money's all spent.

Oh it's easy, it's easy for them they can go where they want to,
Oh it's easy, it's easy for them they can do what they want to,
Do what they like.

Did you ever want to go to Honolulu?





House With No Windows

(Chris Bradford)

Now, now that I'm richer, I'm gonna build
A house with no windows
And I will live there, on my own
Me and my shadow.
Eliminate danger, the element of doubt
The doubt and the fear of failure
I, I wanna live like a monk who's
Lost his Saviour
In a church with no windows
There must be a corner where one
More shadow won't cause disorder.
House with no windows
House with no windows

I, I was born in a room with heavy
Velvet curtains
And I, I opened my eyes to a barely
Flickering candle
I, I can recall, I remember every
Breath and sound that left me
House with no windows
House with no windows

There was a woman in white
Who made the sign of the cross
And blessed me...
Heavy curtains
Flickering candles
House with no windows.





In The Presence of Ils

(Chris Bradford, April 1980)

In the presence of Ils you feel big, you feel strong,
And there’s nothing that you won’t take on.

In the presence of Ils you are clean, you feel tall,
And you seem to get the hang of it all.

In the presence of Ils you are safe, you are calm,
Because he’ll never let you come to any harm…
And you cried and you bawled,
When you couldn’t get the hang of it all.

In the presence of Ils…
In the presence of Ils…

In the presence of Ils you unwind,
You let it all slip out of your mind,
And then you feel touched, explored,
And if you wanna make a run for the door
Then you leave me behind – in the presence of Ils

In the presence of Ils..
In the presence of Ils…





Invisible

(Bradford, Scott May 1984)

Invisible, you keep looking through me,
Invisible, I'm not even there.

Everyday is another chance,
I'd sell my soul to be near you,
Eye to eye, just a glance,
But love is blind, I don't know what I can do..

Here I stand before you
You don't seem to notice me
If seeing is believing then how come
you're not seeing me?

Invisible, you keep looking through me,
Invisible, I'm not even there.

Fantasy, is running wild,
You talk to me, am I dreaming?
Reality, I wish someone would wake me up, Don't you fade away.

Touch me, I'm human,
Not a shadow or a ghost,
When I act outrageous, if I get through, It never shows.

Invisible, you keep looking through me,
Invisible, I'm not even there.





Julie

(Chris Bradford)

The early morning sun was kissing her face,
Waking her ever so gently from her dreams,
Young Julie whats the secret of the smile Upon your lips?
Bright eyes laughing slips into her jeans.

Slippin' on her shoes she was off
Running down to the bay,
Racing the tide, getting soaked in
The silver spray,
And me I stumbled painfully, but
Laughing all the way…
And Julie picked me up out of the waves.


She'll never let me down…
I just feel,
She'll never let me down.

Daytime,
Night time,
Everytime the time of my life,
Morning madness 'till the sinking of the
Autumn lights..
Young Julie you're the secret of the smile
Upon my lips…
Bright eyes laughing slips out of her jeans.


She'll never let me down,
I just feel she'll never let me down.





Jumpin' For Joy

(Chris Bradford, November 1980)

Whoo – she was clapping her hands,
She was dancin’ around,
She was jumpin’ for joy.

Yeah - She had money in her hand,
She was free from her Mama,
She was jumpin’ for joy.

Yeah - She had the whip hand on him
When she offered him the Ruby Ring
On a night she had him jumpin’ for joy.

“Loved to watch the sun come down together,
Laughin’ when the music was loud,
Runnin’ in a wavy line
Never mind…
Jumpin’time…”

Whoo – she could hypnotise him,
With a power that would levitate him,
And a touch that had him jumpin’ for joy.

“Loved to watch the sun come down together,
Laughin’ when the music was loud,
Runnin’ in a wavy line
Never mind…
Jumpin’ time…”





Just Like an Italian

(Chris Bradford, June 1980)

I made a deal with an Italian,
He ripped me off, he really got me.
Ain’t that just like an Italian.

I made a deal with an Italian,
He ripped me off, he really got me.
Ain’t that just like an Italian.

I had an affair with a teacher,
She turned me on, she really learned me.
Ain’t that just like my little teacher.

I had a mate called Nathaniel,
He ripped me off, he really got me.
Ain’t that just like a Nathaniel.

Just like an Italian…
Just like an Italian…



Killer On The Run

( Bradford )

There's a killer on the run,
And he's hiding in the Dawn,
There is slaughter in the sun,
And the summer hardly born,
There's a killer on the run with a knife and a real gun,
There is slaughter in the sun. . . 

There's a lover on the run ,
A broken hearted man.
He knows there is an answer and he'll find it if he can,
He's a killer on the run, with a knife and a real gun,
There is slaughter in the sun. . . 

Slaughter in the sun may be today. . . 
Killer on the run will find a way. . . yeah yeah. . . 

Krugerrands

(Chris Bradford, Andy Scott)

I wouldn't mind getting my hands on a great big stack of Krugerrands,
sell my soul lose some friends,
with a one-way ticket to Africa,
gonna fill my pockets with Krugerrands. . .

110 in the shade, I don't care I got it made,
first in line for the goal parade, and a one-way ticket to Africa,
gonna fill my pockets with Krugerrands . . .
Krugerrands . . Krugerrands ..
gonna fill my pockets with Krugerrands . . .

Straight ahead no turning round,
bury my head deep in the ground,
save myself from going down,
with a one-way ticket to Africa . .

Krugerrands Krugerrands . . .

I wouldn't mind getting my hands dirty with some Krugerrands,
sell my soul, lose some friends,
with a one-way ticket to Africa, gonna fill my pockets with Krugerrands . .
Krugerrands . . Krugerrands . .





Last Great Summer

(Chris Bradford, June 1980)

Well we all woke up when the sun hit us in the face,
There was Judy and Belinda and a friend of mine who came from Spain….

We had slept where we fell in the warm shallows of a pool,
A pool that wasn’t deep enough to sink or to drown or to float around…

We’re making the most of the last great Summer,
Drinking a toast with some friends on my mind…
Making the most of the last great Summer.

With the news released that they’re gonna have their “do” this year,
I thought it wise to get supplies, a couple of girls, a boat and disappear.

There was no one at all to salute us or to give is a shout,
Just Me, Belinda, Judy and the Spaniard and we're getting out!

Making the most of the last great Summer,
Drinking a toast with some friends on my mind…
Making the most of the last great Summer.

And we can make babies and songs, and live on this island and drink lots of tropical gongs.

We’re making the most of the last great Summer,
Drinking a toast and just falling around…
Making the most of the last great Summer.

With the news released that they’re gonna have some fun this year,
Me and Judy and Belinda had the sense enough to disappear.
We’re making the most of the last great Summer…





Laughing Years

(Chris Bradford, Andy Scott, Mike Vernon)

You got the bullet and you learned to bite it
You got rejected and you learned to fight it
You've got your mountain and you've got to
Climb it
It's got the river and the cross behind it
I hope you spend your laughing years
Out of the blues.

You've got the rhythm of a thousand drummers
You've got the wisdom of a million summers
We are a team just like relay runners
We've got the fanfare and the crowd
Behind us
I hope you spend your laughing years
Out of the blues.

Sometimes your life gets full of tears
And the water rises just above your ears
I hope you spend your laughing years
Out of the blues.





Let Her Dance

(Bradford, Scott May 1984)

Just because you don't like dancin'
Never see you on the floor
Doesn't mean that she's got to stop
Let's do it some more
Let her dance.

You can watch from the shadows,
Or join the people on the wall,
Where everybody can look at her
But there's no touchin' at all,
Let her dance.

Let her dance, you don't want to crowd her.
Dance, she is in another world,
Dance, everybody knows her,
The girl loves to dance, let her dance.

When you handle that woman
you are going to put out her flame
You want to see what she's really got
Let's do it again and again,
Let her dance.

There are no rules in love and war,
anything goes when you're out there on the floor

Let her dance.





Look At The Mess

(Chris Bradford)

He makes up things for you to do today, he makes you're loving so compact.
You seem to like a lot of different things,
I'd like a bright new Cadillac..
I'd like to show you things with colour in,
and maybe guide you out of grey..

Oh look at the mess you made,
the terrible mess you made,
Oh look at the mess you made
The terrible mess you made..

Although you want to go to Paris, he won't take you there,
he is very much aware that you have been there..
And he don't like to see you sparkle or to see you shine ..
Oh look at the mess you made ..

The terrible mess you made ....
oh look at the mess you made...



The Lords Insane..

(Chris Bradford) 

He's sittin on the beach sippin rum and cola,
In the middle of the night when it couldn't be colder,
And he's playin cards with the wolf on his shoulder.
The bodyguards watch the burnt out soldier,
Who's sittin on the beach sippin rum and cola...

Lyin at his feet were jewels and plunder,
Was it drums in the East or was it thunder ?
And he's prayin hard with the wolf on his shoulder.
He shifts his eyes to the big blue boulder,
Where lies his love, she'll never get any older...

Naturally he wants revenge..
Thinking of schemes for cuts and pain..
Teach em with torture and with maim..
Teach em with hurt, the Lords insane..

Bloody red sun, Hero hungover..
Hell in their eyes,
Hooligan cheers,
Sharpen the knives,
Polish the spears,
Red rags, Blood flags, battle shields, dull steel,
Tall plumes, ribbons and nightmare grins, sadness wins..
The Lords insane...





Love Pains

(Chris Bradford, November 1980)

In the remains of buildings and towers,
We honeymooned in the weeds and the flowers,
Making love only between showers.
Whoa, whoa – love pains when you do it for hours.

Love pains when you get it inside yuh,
Makes you worry when you can’t satisfy her,
She pats your head and she calls you a trier,
Whoa, whoa – love pains when you get it inside yuh.

Love pains like a six inch nail in the head,
When she leaves you for a double-bladed battleaxe in bed. . .

Whoa, whoa – love pains. . .

Love pains when she leaves you and you know that it’s dead,
But what’s worse is she’s double bloody dynamite in bed.

In the affairs of senates and powers,
She hung around and she did it for hours,
Now she does it only between showers,
Whoa, whoa – love pains when you do it for hours.





Mammoths In July

(Chris Bradford, May 1980)

He was four foot ten,
With his razor pen,
And he never seemed to like what he wrote with it.
With his poison scrawl,
He could knock them all,
But he never seemed to get any joy from it,
‘Til suddenly he changed, he was impressed and said this new lot would be
Mammoths in July…

He had heard it all,
And was cynical to the point where he should have got away from it.
But his ego fuelled,
His sarcastic tools,
He relied on the fame that he scrounged from it,
And suddenly he changed,
He was impressed,
And said this new lot would be
Mammoths in July
Mammoths in July

Suddenly he changed,
He was impressed,
And said this new lot would be,
Mammoths in July





Mean To You

(Chris Bradford)

Oh if my heart’s not in it, we may as well not begin it,
I’ll leave your letters in the hall,
I took it as just a favour, somewhere to stay to save you, nothing permanent at all,
Well it’s hard for me to change, and there’s no way for me to explain,
What I mean to you is very sad,
I push you off and you keep pushing back at me and holding on.

I took it as just a favour, somewhere to stay to save you, nothing permanent at all,
But it’s hard for me to change, and there’s no way for me to explain,
What I mean to you is very sad,
I picked you up now you keep picking back at me and holding on.
What I mean to you is very sad,
I push you off and you keep looking back at me and turning round.





Miranda

(Chris Bradford, March 1982)

When a lot of people are looking at you,
And you need a kiss and a tranquiliser,
Confidence is building up when I’m beside you,
Come away in my catamaran. . .
MIran, Miran, Miranda. . .

So we’ll take a drive to Southampton,
Where the “Mamaru” is ready to sail.
Come away in my catamaran. . .
Miran, Miran, Miranda. . .

Say what you want, Miranda,
Say what you need.
I know what you need, Miranda,
Sun, and a little whoa, whoa, yeh, yeh!

You will see the Indian Ocean and the
Islands in the Timor Sea.
If you come away in my catamaran
Miran, Miran, Miranda. . .

Say what you want, Miranda,
Say what you need.
I know what you need, Miranda,
Sun, and a little whoa, whoa, yeh, yeh!

Two can be a wonderful number,
When they’re anchored in a Tropical Bay,
Why don’t you come away in my catamaran
Miran, Miran, Miranda. . .





Mirror Image

(Bradford, Scott, Vernon)

Who's that guy, looking back at me?
I'm sure I've seen that face before
In his eyes there's a mystery, a secret that I
Must explore...
It's so electric, so magnetic this feeling I get from
You (I get from you)

It's a love reaction, positive attraction, I can see
What it's leading to...
We are a mirror image, Oh, Oh, so much in
Common, just like a shadow
Mirror image, Oh, Oh, we're so alike.

Hear his voice whisper in my ear
I've never felt this way before
In his hands, there's a magic touch
A power that I can't ignore
It's supernatural, satisfactual
This feeling I get from you (I get from you)

A love connection
Positive direction
Can you see where it's leading to?

We are a mirror image Oh, Oh
So much in common
Just like a shadow
Mirror image Oh,

Oh We're so alike.





Naomi

(Chris Bradford 1991)

Naomi and Sebastian were two pretty people
With dreams and plans.
Sold up their house, put all their money,
In a Rock 'n Roll band.
They went all the way
Wanna write a book?
Wanna make a movie?
Move to LA.

Paris and Leyla got out of leather,
Got into silk.
Sold all their weird machines,
Got into milk.
They went all the way

They all sold their souls,
For a chance to meet the one,
Who deals the cards and rolls the dice,
Of Rock n' Roll

James and Miranda had everything going,
They took a cruise on the Nile.
It took all their bread, with kids to be-fed,
It was a change of style
They became real
Better take a look,
Better have a taste,
Better not waste it

With friends round all the time,
The candlelight and wine,
Nobody they really wanted to see,
Or be!!!

Toby and Greensleeves, Spencer and Tracy,
Hannah and Mars
Went to New Zealand where Holly and Noah
Were studying stars
They went all the way
Wanna be enlightened?
Go and see the dawn
Over LA.

An ancient holy man,
A lantern in his hand,
And all the words you're ever gonna need
All free

Pandora and Telemark worked on their muscles,
Not on their minds.
Looked like a couple of gods,
They took the God-like line.
They went all the way
Wanna be perfection?
Wanna be complete?
Move to LA.

A hungry horned beast,
A tired and crying priest,
The man who throws the bones of
What's to be. . .





Never Let go

(Chris Bradford)

I see the signs when you're looking at me,
You slip me notes saying where we should meet,
Saying come with me,
And all the times that we had in my flat, I won't deny it was good and all that, and I was fond of you.

But you never let go when I say I want to leave,
You never let go when I tell you that it's really what you need.

You gave me things you really helped me a lot,
You gave me things that I couldn't have got,
You were good to me.
And now it's time for our breaking up,
You won't accept it and you're aching up,
You want sympathy.

You never let go when I say I want to leave,
You never let go when I tell you that it's really what you need,
And you don't need me to show you now,
What you need is for me to do some breaking up somehow,
Sadly,
You never let go





Ouled Nail

(Chris Bradford)

Ouled Nail. . .
Ouled Nail. . .

This is the sweetest brothel I've ever
Been to,
She's like a ballerina,
And thro' the haze,
And the smokey craze,
Everything stops to see her.

Ouled Nail. . .
Ouled Nail. . .

That is the sweetest body I've ever
Witnessed,
I can't wait to taste it,
I spend my days in the strange cafe,
Knowing my days are wasted..

Ouled Nail. . .
Ouled Nail. . .

Nadir,
Nadir,
Nadir . . thats the feeling when you
Can't get near. . . Ouled Nail. . .





Overloaded (Don't cry baby)

(Chris Bradford)

She asks me why I get so overloaded
And I just grin right through the haze.
Pulling her down I get so Overloaded,
Overloaded and she stays. . .

Carry me home, leave me alone when I say
Don't cry baby, give me a break.
Let me keep going 'til there's no more to take.
Don't cry baby, give me a chance.
Then I'll take you out on the long, slow dance.

Up-down, up-down, baby.
Round round, round round, baby
Up-down, calm down, baby.
Get down, calm down, baby,
Ooh. . . .

She asks me why I get so overloaded
And I just grin right through the haze.

Carry me home, leave me alone when I say
Don't cry baby, give me a break.
Let me keep going 'til there's no more to take.
Don't cry baby, give me a chance.
Then we'll all go out on the long, slow dance.



Part Time Love.

(Chris Bradford)

If you don't mind part time love,nobody needs to know,
If I come and see you when you're on your own..
If you don't mind part time love,nobody needs to know,
If I come and see you when he's not at home,
see you when you're all alone..

"Can you keep a secret ? Can you really keep it ?
Can you be discreet,and keep things neat ?
Let's have an affair,telephone me when your mans not there,
Let down your hair."

If you don't mind part time love,nobody needs to know,
If I come and see you when you're on your own,
see you when you're all alone..

"Can you keep a secret ? Can you really keep it ?
Can you be discreet,and keep things neat ?
Let's have an affair,telephone me when your mans not there,
Let down your hair "

If you don't mind part time love,nobody needs to know,
If I come and see you when he's not at home,
See you when you're on your own


Pretty Girl 

( Bradford )

Pretty girl, I'm out of my mind,
Dance for me and I will be kind,
Darlin' girl, your eyes show how warm you are..

Lady friend, let's not move too fast,
Take it slow and it will last,
We've got time and room to run all night..

Pretty girl I think I love you,
Dancin' girl you look so fine,
Country girl you know I want you.. and tonight you will be mine.

Country girl you're drivin' me wild,
Dance for me and I will be kind,
I'll treat you fine, like a lady, please listen now..

Pretty girl I think I love you,
Dancin' girl you look so fine,
Country girl you know I want you,
And tonight you will be mine . . . . 

Pretty Picker 

( Bradford )

Hey pretty picker you've got a lot of songs to play now,
You've got to play to the stars in her eyes and the sun in her day now,
Cos we love it when you're sittin' and pickin' that tune that way now.

Hey pretty picker I love the way you're pickin' that lick now,
If I carry your case will you show us all that pick now ?
Well, I love it when you're sittin' and pickin' that lick real slick now.

If you've got a minute, I'd like you to show me one more pick,
So I can go on home and tell my girl I learned a new lick,
A pretty tune to raise a smile and warm her heart,
A pretty tune to raise a smile should we ever part.

Reasons For Reverse

(Chris Bradford, March 1980)

Even tho’ she’s still good looking,
And she has kept her figure,
He doesn’t want to know,
He won’t discuss it,
She’ll never know his reasons for reverse.

Maybe if they’d had some children,
And life had kept it’s flavour,
But that was not the problem,
Something deeper, driving him on to
His reasons for reverse.

She tried the nights of passion,
And she let go in anger,
But there was no reaction, he’s a stranger
Well on his way with his
Reasons for reverse.

She thought of other women,
And looked for traces on him,
But there were no affairs,
It wasn’t there, that’s not the cause
Of his reasons for reverse.

She tried the nights of passion,
And she let go in anger,
But there was no reaction, he’s a stranger
Well on his was with his
Reasons for reverse.





Running Around

(Chris Bradford)

Running around, she's running around and she's dancing every night.
Coming around, men are coming around and she really ought to change her ways.


She's such a pretty little lady but she's someone else's baby tonight.

Watching her move, watching her dance, she is loaded, way out of time.
Catching a smile and think for a while that she used to be a girl of mine.


She's such a pretty little lady but she's someone else's baby tonight.

Running around, she's running around and she's dancing every night.
Watching her move, watching her dance,
You know she really ought to be a girl of mine.


She's such a pretty little lady but she's someone else's baby tonight.





Running Scared

(Chris Bradford)

Running scared, out in open country,
Mane flying fine in an Oklahoma wind,
Running scared, something must have spooked her,
'Cause she don't look behind her and she won't change her mind.


Nobody corralled her.
Nobody could rope her.
Nobody could hope to keep her off the plain.
Nobody could break her.
No lasso could take her.
Nobody could make her live a life in reins.

Running scared, heading for the skyline,
Where mountains seem to call her and she's going like the wind.
She'll keep running 'til there's no more fear inside her,
And she'll graze where she wants to and she'll always be free.





Running Shoes

(Chris Bradford)

Everybody's got something to hide,
Some secret that they keep on the dark side
And maybe the time isn't right, for revealing the things that I might. . .
Everybody's got something they know
Some little secret that they don't want to let go
And maybe the time isn't right for revealing the things that I might . .

Here comes the old tie-breaker,
Sorting it out whether you win or lose,
There goes an old heart acher,
Bye bye baby here's your running shoes.

And when you lose, offer that girl her runnin' shoes
And if you choose, let her stick around and she'll give you the blues
Bye bye baby here's your runnin' shoes.

Everybody's got a promise to keep
Something that comes out when you're locked in a deep sleep
And maybe it's time to release
Push you over and escape to the heat . . .

Here comes a new love maker
Pushing it out and healing you up
There goes an old heart acher
Bye bye baby here's your runnin' shoes
Bye bye baby here's your runnin' shoes.
Bye bye baby, baby bye bye.





Safety Net

(Chris Bradford, Andy Scott ~ February 1984)

Safety net, safety net,
Without the aid of a safety net,
Safety net, safety net . . .

Without the aid of a safety net,
He traveled all over the world and yet,
He never took a tumble, never took a fall,
All without the aid of a safety net,
Safety net, safety net,
He lived without a safety net. . .
He was the King of Diamonds rollin' dice,
Ivory with six black eyes. . .
Hong Kong shanty towns,
Lots of shady deals went down.
Safety net, safety net, without the aid of a safety net,
No mony in the bank,
Or a friend in the Met.
Without the aid of a safety net. . .
The latin motto on his Family Crest
Said "Run little bird, run away from the nest,
If you wanna be first,
You've gotta be best,
And learn to live without a safety net."
Safety net. . .
Safety net. . .





Sailors

(Chris Bradford)

Sailors in the night, hold each other tight,
A woman would be better but, this could be alright,
I had a woman in Hong Kong, and a woman in Japan,
But I don't make it obvious, Joey wouldn't understand.

Whoa, out here on the yacht, it's been weeks and we don't know what's what,
Joey thinks that it's just him and me,
But whoa, to me, we're just sailors in the night,
And we hold each other tight,
A woman would be better but, this could be alright.

In and out of islands, it's tropical and hot,
Time means nothing but, Joey wants to see the lot.
He wants to cut across the ocean to see Laurie in L.A.
A woman would be better but, that could be O.K.

Whoa, out here on the yacht, it's been weeks and we don't know what's what,
Joey thinks that it's just him and me,
But oh, to me we 're just
Sailors in the night,
And we hold each other tight...
 





Scared Or Brave

(Chris Bradford)

What would you say to me, up on an aeroplane,
If we'd been told it would crash,
What what you think to say
How would you do in a situation like that?

On the mountain and climbing and dangling,
Hanging by your fingernails
How would you handle it?
Would you be scared will be brave?

Stuck in a crowded pub, somebody calls your name,
Threatened with a broken glass,
Would you stand up to it,
Would you be scared will be Brave?

On an Atlantic cruise, over the side you splash,
Knowing that they can't turn around.
Could you compose yourself?
Would you be scared will be brave?
Could you compose yourself?
Would you be scared will be brave?






School for Spies

(Chris Bradford, Kit Hain 1982)


They need a man workin’ on the inside,
Who doesn’t mind lurking in the small hours,
Word for word, never getting tongue-tied…
Got to earn information from the inside…

There’s a lot to learn in the School for Spies.
They need a beautiful girl for seduction,
Who can handle a camera and a gun,
Make ‘em talk, tellin’ all their secrets,
Tape record and video the best ones…

There’s a lot to learn in the School for Spies,
Covering up…selling lies,
A lot to learn in the School for Spies.
A lot to learn – at the College of Detection…
A lot to learn – a shadowy connection…
Be an intern – Political Correction – at the school…

There’s a lot to learn at the School for Spies,
College of Detection…
Shadowy connection…
Political Protection…
There’s a lot to learn in the School for Spies.



She Said

(Bradford, Scott ~ November 1983)

She said she'd never been out of England.
She said she'd never been abroad,
She said she couldn't see the point.
All that money on a destination
When there ain't no place like home. . .
She said. . .

She said she did't need no holiday prize,
Two weeks in a villa in Rome,
All that money to be continental
When there ain't no place like home. . .
She said. . .
Where her heart belongs,
She can read about the world,
Underground, in her hideaway.

She said she'd never been out of England.
She said the offers she'd had,
Some good, none of them bad,
But a team of wild horses couldn't drag her away,
'Cos there ain't no place like home,
There ain't no place like. . .

She said she'd never been out of England.
She said she'd never been abroad,
She said she couldn't see the point.
All that money to be continental
When there ain't no place like home, she said
There ain't no place like home. .
Where her heart belongs,
She can read about the world,
Underground, in her hideaway.

She said she'd never been out of England.





Some Kind of Women

(Chris Bradford)

I want to live in a Paradise,
I want to live in a place thats nice,
I want to live on an Island,
I want us to live alone, live alone.

It doesn't matter what you do all day,
I want to do it with you anyway,
What would it be like if we go away,
What would it be like if we go away, go away.

A situation has arisen where we've got to get out,
If we leave it too long, we leave it too late,
So pick yourself up and let's get away.

Some kind of women never get on your nerves,
Some kind of women you don't need to rehearse,
Some kind of women, some kind or women like you.

I've got a passion for a change in pace,
And you're a woman I could take away,
What would it be like if I change my face,
What would it be like if we dissapear, dissapear.

A situation has arisen where we've got to get out,
If we leave it too long, we leave it too late,
So pick yourself up and let's get away.

Some kind of women never get on your nerves,
Some kind of women you don't need to rehearse,
Some kind of women, some kind of women like you.





Some Nights

(Chris Bradford, Summer 1979)

I read the letter that you wrote, about all the time we had,
You realise that is was good, and you want to get it back.
I wasn’t gonna give it ya – Oh but you persuaded me,
I wasn’t gonna live with ya – Oh but you persuaded me.

I wasn’t gonna let you know, it was hard for me to let it show,
Until something that somebody else once wrote gave me the sympathy,
And I wasn’t gonna let you see, the way you have affected me.
I wasn’t gonna give it ya – Oh but you persuaded me.

“There are some nights when you are missing,
I don’t even recall your name.
All the things that you need to be given are given away”.

I read the letter that you wrote, about the Summertime we had,
You realise that it was good and you want to get it back.,
And I wasn’t gonna give it ya – Oh but you persuaded me.
I wasn’t gonna give it ya – Oh but you persuaded me.

“There are some nights when you are missing,
I don’t even recall your name.
All the things that you need to be given are given away”.





Somebody Told Me

(Bradford, Scott, Vernon)

Somebody told me I was a fool to let you go
I said you don't understand
Somebody told me and I was the last to know
Is that what you planned?
You don't have a clue whether you're coming or going
What are you tryin' to do? There ain't no way
Of knowing...
Somebody told me but I was too blind...
Somebody told me I was wrong to need you so bad
I said you don't understand
Somebody told me she's just gonna make you sad
It's a love built on sand.
I tried every trick in the book but you were
Not playing, giving me the bitter-sweet look
That said you're not staying
Somebody told me but I was too blind.
All the good advice I've had my share
But I should've seen the writing on the wall
I know I said that I didn't care
But I do, now my pride is gonna fall.

Somebody told me - but I was too blind.





Someone In Your Corner

(Bradford, Scott, Vernon)

With someone in your corner, somebody by your side
You can climb the highest mountain and
Turn back the tide
Someone in your corner, somebody by your side
Backing you up, bringing you luck
Someone in your corner, somebody by your side
You can climb the highest mountain and turn
Back the tide
Someone in your corner, somebody by your side The ups and the downs, tears and frowns
Will slip away.

I've done some fighting, been down on my luck
Had trouble surviving
When I was hurting and had to call on some
Real good friends There was no hesitating, they tried, that’s
With someone in your corner. . etc. .
I've done some crying, been down so low
Too much cheating and lying
Caught in a quicksand
Counted out and nearly ready to fall
Drowning on dry land
Got burned, I learned that with someone
In your corner. .etc. . . .





Stormproof

(Chris Bradford, Mike Vernon)

This girl's pulling her weight, she wants
To really make it work this time
This girl's had enough of layin' down and cryin'
This girl's now jumpin' around like somebody set her feet on fire
This girl's now doing her best when she
Could've laid down and died..
She thought she'd had enough of rock 'n' roll.

She was stormproof to emotion
Stormproof to the blues
Stormproof on any ocean
Stormproof to the blues.

This not girl's kickin' herself for any time
Or stuff she's blown, no regrets..
This girl's developed a taste for being on her own.
This girl's not aware of time she decided
She ain't gonna get old, gotta stay young
Everthing gonna turn out fine, everything's
Gonna unfold
She thought she'd had enough of rock 'n' roll..

She was stormproof to emotion
Stormproof to the blues
Stormproof on any ocean
Stormproof to the blues.





Strange Lady

(Chris Bradford)

There's a strange woman looking after me
She never asks for nothing and that suits me.
What a lady and she's still in her teens
She's never heard of cheating, she don't know what that means. . .

Here's to dark eyes and friendly nights
Rock star bulge and blue seamed tights.
She don't go crazy, she don't cause no fights.
She keeps me out of trouble, she's keeping me alright. . .


Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
Stay another night here with me.


Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
Just another night here with me.





Sunday

(Chris Bradford)

Ah it's a starless night tonight,
and the howling dogs in the wind begin to bite,
and I'm stuck in a trap of my own devise...
Sunday I can hear the sound of laughing waves inside, and strangers turn to lovers for a while.

Just the special way you made me feel so fine.. now I'm wasting my time..
I don't know the name of this small town,
where the ladies all wear silent moving mouths,
And all I hear is the laughing waves inside..
Oh Sunday you were beautiful and Sunday you were kind ,with that special way you
made me feel so fine..

But lovers turn to strangers all the time.. and I'm wasting my time…







There are Times

(Chris Bradford)

There are times you don’t feel like growing up,
There are days you don’t feel like getting up,
You feel like owning up.

There are games you wish you’d never played,
And deals you wish you’d never made,
It all comes down in grey, and then
You know you must search her out for
Her advice,
Pay her and she’ll treat you nice,
Let her think she’s opened it for you.

A really big push she’ll help you make it
A really big push she’ll help you win
A really big push my doctor doctor, she
Will help you with the problem you’re
Stuck in…

There are signs you’re receiving more and more,
And this time she’s opened up some doors,
And picked you from the floor…
And you know you must search her out
And treat her nice,
Thank her for her good advice, let her
Know she’s opened it for you…

With a really big push she’ll help you make it
A really big push she’ll help you win
A really big push my doctor doctor, she
Will help you with the problem you’re
Stuck in…


A Touch Of Class

(Chris Bradford, Mark Hankins) 

Poor boy up west, the action wasn’t going my way
Rich girl best dressed, lookin’ like she come out to play
I stood back you swept passed, I decided that I’d give it a shot
I stepped in I moved fast, I thought I’d give it everything that I’d got

We take tea at the ritz, I take you down to the docks
You can rely on me to lower the tone
You call me your bit of rough, I call you my bit of stuff
You ain’t brass you’re a touch of class

I like a pint, you like your bubbles
We have a whip round when you order your drink
You’re in who’s who, I’m whose in trouble
You’re upper class and I’m the missing link

You got a plum in your mouth and too much time on your hands
I got an accent you can cut with a knife
Your dad’s a bit of a snob, but mine’s a terminal slob
You ain’t brass you’re a touch of class

We go dutch it ain’t much
I knew a classy girl like you wouldn’t mind
A bit of rough a bit of tough, a bit of low life dockside bump and grind

- guitar solo -

You got a race horse at home you keep him down on the farm
I buy the sporting life to study the odds
I got a feel for the streets, you got your country retreat
You ain’t brass, you’re a touch of class
You ain’t brass, you’re a touch of class
You ain’t brass
Huh, you’re a touch of class
 
 


Truce

(Chris Bradford)

You want something to believe in?
There's nothing better than breathing
Open up your window
When you get the feeling that you're living
Off the ceiling
And it's broken up your halo
Don't go crying to anyone - run to me.

Even in your bad dreams
Jackin' up moonbeams
Scared of being solo
Tough to be tough though
You've gotta get rough though
When someone's playing polo with your brains..
Don't go crying to anyone - run to me.

Let's call it a truce...

Remembering the dark days
Living on no pay
Scared of being someone
Used to have a death wish
Kamikaze lifestyle
Used to be a no-one
Don't go crying to anyone
Let's call it a truce.





Two For Joy

(Chris Bradford, 1985)

Time keeps rolling along.
Time keeps rolling along.

We ought to try and cut out all this pretense,
It's not doing any good us sitting on the fence,
And even if you are the one for sorrow like me,
Time keeps rolling along.

I learned to love myself at a time when nobody else would,
And when I met you I found it hard to give away,
And even if you are the one for sorrow like me,
Time keeps rolling along and,
We've got to get a two for joy situation here. . .

We had to search ourselves until the mystery ended,
And there was nothing you did not know about me,
I think I've become the one for sorrow like you,
Time keeps rolling along and,
We've got to get a two for joy situation here. . .





Ulysses

(Bradford, Scott 1984)

When I got back this time after five weeks on the road,
I didn't expect to find you living in clover,
I wasn't at all impressed by the company you'd kept,
So just like Ulysses I rolled 'em over.
Here to stay,
And if you wanna stick around you're gonna play my way.
Here to stay, and things will be changing.
To the heart, let my arrows fly,
Straight to the heart, just like Ulysses.

You're no Penelope, you're forever out of line,
But you're my woman and you bowl me over,
You never think of me and you waste my precious time.
The kind of girl who wants to roll me over..
Here to stay and I'm sweeping aside whatever gets in my way..
Here to stay, things will be changing.

To the heart, let my arrows fly,
Straight to the heart, just like Ulysses.





Velvet, Black & Red

(Chris Bradford, February 1982)

Love shone its leering face on me,
I couldn’t escape,
I felt the lurch inside of me,
I couldn’t get out,
Though I was well aware. . .
Completely in control. . .
I let her take me back and sit around
And consummate our fate in this Hotel. . .

Love came in velvet, black and red,
An ivory smile,
Slow moving mountains in the bed,
She was the Queen of the Nile
Within this darkened room. . .
Unholy Honeymoon. . .

The time is standing still, I sit around
And contemplate my fate in this Hotel.

“Get me out of here, I remember scenes
From this Hotel. . .
Legends fill my dreams. . .
In this Hotel" . . .


Violent Style

( Bradford )

Something in his violent style,
Makes you want to leave him .
And then that mystery smile makes you do any thing for that guy. . . why ?

Just think what it's like,
To have a suicide son,
He's just a kid with a gun and he blows his life away. . 

Some magic is needed,
He's been waiting for some,
For years he's been a suicide son. . 
And it won't be long.

Living with that violent style,
Makes you hard. . . you lose your smile,
And when you want to show him how you've tried to please him. . . 
He says he pleases himself . . 
And it won't be long. . . 



What A Woman

(Chris Bradford)

And though she did her dealing from her bed,
She had a way of stealing in your head,
And making fools of men who'd like to tease her,
And says she'd yet to meet the man to please her.

She had so many strangers
See them waiting at her door.
She had so many lovers
Left them smiling:

She screams for more.
She scream for more.

Ooh, ooh, ooh what a woman
She took me by surprise.
Ooh, ooh, ooh what a woman
I couldn't please her, though she knows I tried.





When The Lights Go Down

(Chris Bradford, 1986)

She is not into permanent things
She wants to lead her life on the roundabouts
And swings
Don't you try to pin her down
She'll be your Circus Master, you will be her
Clown
When the lights go down.

Don't turn around or show your back
She'll be your Queen of Spades, you will be
Her Jack
Don't turn your laughing charm on her
She'll pay you back with something
Beautiful that burns.


When the lights go down and the people stop
Running, when the lights go down and the
Candle stops burning
There will be just her and me
When the lights go down.

Ah let her wear your Halloween crown
Let her do anything though she may let
You down
She is not into permanent things
She wants to lead her life on the
Roundabouts and swings.
When the lights go down...





Where Am I Tonight?

(Bradford, Scott, Boshell - 1985)

She tells you your face doesn't fit.
And there will be no terms.
She's making the most out of it.
Ain't it great, love burns?
Privately falling to bits
You hang around shattered. . .
Your friends have all scattered.


If you had to lose your little girl,
You'd know where I am tonight.

You watched without waving goodbye,
Without wishing returns.
Bitter and wondering why,
Ain't it great, love burns?
The lovin's gone out of her eyes,
You're on the ropes, shattered,
Nothing else matters.


If you had to lose your little girl,
You'd know where I am tonight.

You spend a lot of time walking around
Sleepless nights long and down,
When love turns and bites,
And you think about what you lost. . .
And what it's gonna cost. . .
Nobody's counting on you. . .


If you had to lose your little girl,
You'd know where I am tonight. . .
Where am I tonight ?





Whiskey Kisses

(Chris Bradford)

Remember the time she dressed in black poison lace?
She opened your eyes and you took your bow.
Showing her charms to put a sly grin on your face.
She opened her arms to show you how.


Oh baby. . . .
Tell me what you're doing now.

Whiskey kisses taste like poison on her lips.
You couldn't believe it when she slipped down to your hips.
And when it was over, left you shaken with the fits.
She's broken you up and she's kicking you round.


Oh baby. . . .
Tell me what you're doing now.


Whiskey kisses taste like poison on her lips.
You couldn't believe it when she slipped down to your hips.
And when it was over, left you shaken with the fits.
She's broken you up and she's kicking you round.


Oh baby. . . .
Tell me what you're doing now.




Who Saved Who?

(Chris Bradford, Kit Hain)

Checked his pulse and it was beating,
And his blood was circulating round.
Never seen a man so close to drowning,
Drag him to land and mouth to mouth him.

Breathing life into this man,
I realise that I am stranded too.
The colour rises from within,his eyes catch mine
and pull me into him..

My heart is pounding,
I start to wonder..who saved who ?
Did I pull him in or am I going under ?
Who saved who,what am I doing here?
Who are you,whenever did you appear..
Why are we here together ?
Who saved who...

Check my heart,now it is failing,
and my head is really sailing round.
I give my life to this stranger,
Breathing in he takes my breath away..
Hold me close..there's something growing..
Who saved who ?
It's pulling me in,it's never letting go !
Who saved who ?



Wild Eyes

(Chris Bradford)

You are not so wild eyed anymore
You have settled down
You're not dreaming much these days
I don't know what made you want to look me up
When you messed me up

You know this game you're playing
Faithful and obeying too
Doesn't wear with you
But some things that you do
Could soothe the view.

Whatever happened to your wild eyes
Big surprise
Your telephone friends
And the mystery prize

(what has happened to you)

Whatever happened to you
And your wild eyes.

You are not so wild eyed anymore
You have leveled down
You're not shining much these days
What made you decide to want to look me up
When you messed me up

You know this game you've been playing
Faithful and obeying too
Doesn't wear with you
But some things that you do
Could soothe the view.

Whatever happened to your wild eyes
Big surprise
Your telephone friends
And the mystery prize

(what has happened to you)

Whatever happened to you
And your wild eyes.



Will You Be The One.

(Chris Bradford)

And if you think you've got it all worked out and know the reason for the split,
Well don't you hold it back, just tell me and I'll publish it,
And if you think you know what kind of people you are dealing with..
The men behind the walls, in rooms with leaded doors,
Threatening the world...
Will you be the one.. be the one, be the one..

Will you be the one to hold my shooter,
Will you let me share your bivouac,
Would you settle down with a reformed looter,
Will you help me get my spirit back,
And will you supply me with ooh ooh ooh ooh..
Will you be the one ?

Will you be the one to hold my shooter,
Will you let me share your bivouac,
Would you settle down with a reformed looter,
Could you help me get my spirit back,
And will you supply me with ooh ooh ooh ooh..
Will you be the one ?




Witchfire

(Bradford, McRiner, Andrew)

She doesn't look old enough,
To be out on the Street,
She doesn't look hard enough,
Shes young and sweet,
She doesn't look sold enough,
To be out on her feet,
She doesn't look tired enough,
Shes yourg and sweet.

Ah here she comes,
And its alright
Can't you feel it growing,
Here she comes,
And every night,
She always ends up showing.


She's got the Witchfire in her,
She's got the Witchfire in her.

She lives on the border line,
Between joy and sorrow,
She lives in a harder time,
She knows what tomorrow brings.
She drinks from a loving cup,
She never needs to borrow,
Come on like to eat you up,
She knows what tomorrow brings.

Ah, but when she comes,
And its alright,
Can't you feel it growing,
Here she comes, and every night,
She always ends up showing, showing.


She's got the Witchfire in her.
She's got the Witchifre in her.



Wondertime

(Chris Bradford) 

We must have been lovers in another time,
Perfect lovers, working together,
Then having a wonderchild, when the time to love another arrived.

We handled the pressure,
pressure means nothin' when you follow your line,
When you're having your Wondertime..
This is your Wondertime..

"Hold on to your breath girl, you're gonna need it..
Hold on to my hand girl, kiss me and mean it!
This is gonna change your world!
We must have been lovers in another time,
And this is our Wondetime..

Was I a King in Cairo?
Were you my Queen?
I feel perfumed gardens, jewels and things..
Or were we just tramps on the street,
Hungry for what the future will bring?

"Hold onto those dreams girl, they're worth exploring..
If we ever run out girl we can always put some more in!
This is gonna change your world!
We must have been lovers in another time..
And this is our Wondertime .

"Every woman I've kissed, every man you've loved..
It was never like this.
Everything I've touched, everything I've tasted,
I love you so much,
Nothing's ever wasted in our Wondertime..
This is our Wondertime..


Work Hard

(Chris Bradford)

Work hard all your life
Play later when you're old and grey
Work hard all your youth
Why didn't you go and work your
Youth away..

Take it out on the one you love
With easy promises and alibis
Let her down
Let her down with a bang
Why don't you go and blow your love away
Why don't you ao and blow your love away.

Work hard till the sun goes down
Spend heavy when you get a break
Let it all
Let it all fall down
It only happens when you're looking away..

Everything you sacrificed has gone
Up in smoke
All you gotta do is just smile like
You heard a joke Ha! Ha!

Work hard …
Fingers to the bone…
Work hard.





Yeah!

(Chris Bradford, November 1980)

Yeah, let me put it in your pretty head,
Because it’s something you should know,
And it’s something I just read. . .
So let me put it to ya, then you decide
What suits you best. . .

Yeah, I got tickets for an aeroplane,
To carry us outta here,
To carry us out of range. . .
So let me give one to ya, and you and
Me can start again. . .

Yeah, you gotta make up your mind,
It’s a hell of a way to go,
And we don’t have a lot of time. . .
So let me slip it to you,
You show me yours, I’ll show you mine. . .
Yeah, yeah!...

Yeah, let me put it in your pretty head,
Because it’s something you should know,
And it’s something I just read,
It said Yeah!...



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