Words (lyrics)

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 Anchor & The Old Acoustic

Chris Bradford (June 2019)

My father threw me the anchor,

And told me to jump into the sea.....

He said the water looked quite shallow.....

Maybe just above my knees.....

And as I sank beneath the crystal waves,

I looked up and he smiled at me.....

He said:

"Don't ever take an anchor from a man

And jump into the sea.....

It might be deeper than it seems".....

My mother bought me my first guitar,

An old acoustic thing.....

I had to learn how to tune it,

When I'd changed the rusty strings.....

And when I played her my first song,

At the tender age of just thirteen.....

She said:

"Live your life son, learn your lessons,

You will fulfil your dreams.....

It's sometimes easier than it seems".....

Though I haven't seen my brothers

Since we scattered ashes on the sea..... I know..

I know I love my brothers.....

And I know my brothers love me.....

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..

Christopher Days

(Chris Bradford, June 2019)

Where are you going — Christopher?

You forgot your safety net....

You need someone to travel with you — Christopher

Someone to share

Some of that load....

What are you doing — Christopher?

Why are you chest deep in those waves?....

You need someone to swim out with you — Christopher

When you're having one of your

Christopher days....

What are you looking at — Christopher?

You seem to be staring into space....

Where does your mind wander — Christopher?

When you're having one of your

Christopher days....

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”…

Coconut & Rum

(Chris Bradford, 2019)

Laurie's in Costa Rica,

Our Dave's in Guatamala,

My Brother's in Seattle,

And Paulo's....in.... Rio de Janeiro.....

I've got friends scattered round the World.....

I live on an Island.....

A very beautiful Island.....

Mary's in New Zealand,

And Kit's in Pennysylvania,

Pete's in San Francisco,

And Diana's in Sacramento.....

I've got friends scattered round the World,

I live on an Island.....

A beautiful Island.....

"And I've got Coconut and Rum,

And I'm sitting in the sun,

On sugar-sand.....

Salt in my hair.....

Salt on my body, no cares.....

Let's all have another Margarita!

I've got a cousin in Humpty Doo,

Darwin, Australia.....

And there are hearts on my maps

And charts over Liverpool and London.....

Elenia's gone home — to Rome,

And left Lorenzo - in Lanzarote!

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

Hanging on the Dragon's Tail

Chris Bradford June 2019

I've been hanging on the Dragon's Tail,

I've got ink in my veins'

And blue-stained fingers.....

There's a part of me.....

That doesn't want to stay.....

And a part of you.....

That makes me want to linger.....

I've been hanging on the Dragon's Tail,

I want to see where this carpet ride

Will take me.....

I don't know where it's gonna go.....

The Dragon's putting on a show.....

Like he knows he might just

Have to free me.....

"I've been hanging on the Dragon's Tail,

Riding on the Spice Winds.....

Looking for my Ouled Nail.....(repeat)

But I can only let go.....

When there's somewhere safe to land.....

And I've never liked the look

Of what's beneath me.....

I've been hanging on the Dragon's Tail,

I've seen the look of surprise

In the eyes of passing strangers.....

But when we're flying through the skies,

I let the Dragon tell the lies,

And we always get off lightly

Without danger.....

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.

History

(Chris Bradford, July 2109.)

When someone questions your integrity,

Has doubts about your honesty,

The best place for them to be....

Is history....

Let them know you're not gonna bite the bullet,

You've got them on a chain,

And all you've got to do.... is....pull it!

When somebody thinks that you're their property,

And you get the first few signs of jealousy....

The best place for them to be....

Is history....

Let them know you're gonna go where you wanna,

Head for the hills — do a runner....

And they're history....

"You don't have to go through the motions

If you don't like your part in the play....

Breakaway....

When somebody's full of negativity,

And you get the first few signs of "Poor old Me"....

The best place for them to be....

Is history....

Make it clear....

You're gonna get out of here....

Head for the hills....

Still running with your dreams....

And they're history....

"You don't have to go in the ocean,

If you don't like the set of the waves....

Breakaway....

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 . .

The Last Elephant

(Chris Bradford, May 2019)

The elephant and turtle met up on the beach,

At the same time every day

When the poachers were sleeping

And the sharks had gone away

It was a narrow stretch of sand,

Between the ocean and the jungle

Where the last elephant Gave his secrets away

And all the information, the turtle relayed

To a large pod of dolphins

Waiting in the waves

It was crucial information,

That the elephants had gathered

They'd seen the whole world change,

As mankind spread and scattered

So the last elephant Gave his secrets away

And with his mission all done,

He took a final look around him

He saw the turtle was weeping,

And the dolphins waiting in the bay.

The jungle was silent,

There was nothing it could say

The last elephant Gave his secrets away

And with a last mighty bellow,

Triumphant trumpet to the sky

He walked into the ocean,

With the turtle by his side

And as he sank beneath the waves,

The dolphins and sea birds cried

For the last elephant

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.

Midnight Pearls

(Chris Bradford, Jane 2019)

Come with me for a moonlight

Swim my darling.....

Leave your robe and sandals

On the shore.....

Let's float in the silvery reflection.....

With a girl like you,

I could float 'til dawn.....

And maybe when the sun comes up,

I'll show you turtles being born.....

Heading for the warm shallows,

Heading for the ocean.....

Come with me for a moonlight

Swim my sweet one.....

I know a place we can

Dive for midnight pearls.....

Down amongst the coral,

And the seagrass.....

Waving in the current,

Like Mermaid curls.....

And maybe when the sun

Comes up.....

I'll make you a necklace with

Midnight pearls.....

Don't forget your robe and your sandals.....

And your midnight pearls.....

Glad we got to see - the little baby turtles.....

And the Mermaid's curls!

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.

Rattlesnake Day

Chris Bradford (June 2019)

The ice was thin,

It cracked like a grin,

Broke with the weight

Of a leaf__ or a feather.....

The men have gone away,

Headed into town,

On Rattlesnake Day,

The first real break in the weather.....

As soon as they're gone,

The ladies get it on,

They turn up the sounds,

And wear a lot of hippy leather.....

With one eye on the old folk,

One eye on the kids,

They fill their pipes

From a bag they'd hid amongst

The healing Winter Heather.....

And back in town,

The men were getting down,

Doing what guys do

When they get together!

Three black eyes,

Tattoos on their thighs,

Declaring everlasting love Forever.....

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.

School Reunion

SCHOOL REUNION

'OCEAN CAFE'

THE BAHAMAS

RSVP

Chris Bradford (July 2019)

Jenny Morocco and her friend Sweet Penny

Arrived in a taxi.....

A little bit late.

Two girls who never gave their kisses away.....

They loved a bit of velvet they say.....

The air was heavy

With Prada and marijuana.....

"It was gonna be a cool.....

School Reunion".....

The Water Diviner came back from the desert

With the Opal Miner he met in an oasis.....

Two men who really fell in love that day.....

They'd never given kisses away.....

And the air was heavy

With Prada and marijuana...

"That would be.....Zee Zee and his gang.....

Lovin' the Bahamas".....

"It was gonna be a cool.....

School Reunion".....

Handsome Louise and Popular Pandora

Arrived on the breeze with La La and the Monkeys

On a yacht they'd rented for a couple of days.....

They helped the band set up and play

And the room was heavy

With Prada and marijuana....

(That would be Zee Zee and his gang...) * [Extended version]

( Lovin' the Bahamas"..... )

"It was gonna be a cool.....

School Reunion.....

Here in the Bahamas..... at the Ocean Cafe.... [repeat fade]

(Instrumental) *

The room was heavy *

With Prada and marijuana.....

"And that would be.....Zee Zee and his gang.. *

Lovin' the Bahamas".....

"It was gonna be a cool. *

School Reunion"...

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.

Shona (Comfort Zone)

Chris Bradford (June 2019)

She flew owls and peregrine falcons,

And other birds of prey.

She lived halfway up a mountain

And I rocked up to her cabin one day,

When I was lost and scared,

Battered and bruised,

I was very aware.....

I was out of my comfort zone.....

Her name was "Sho-na-neh-hah"

Which means "Wise with Wings".....

I arrived in filthy, dirty weather,

In my leathers — soaked to the skin.....

She was half Navajo.....

Half New York.....

She threw me a towel and said: "call me Shona"...

Call me Shona she said.....etc

We ran every morning, and swam in the river,

She gave me a bow and I emptied the quiver,

Did some shape-shifting.....

Peyote meditation.....

I felt the weight lifting.....

I was an eagle and a hare.....

And a flower opening.....

A wolf and a bear.....

Chorus:

She was half Navajo.....

Half New York.....

when we were naked in the waterfall,

And she could see that I was clean,

She threw me a towel and said: "call me Shon

"Call me Shona she said".....etc

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…

Top Of The Mountain

Chris Bradford (March 2019)

The light seems different here,

It's very bright, very clear,

Yes, the air is thin my dear,

On top of the mountain....

Up here the clouds are always down below us,

And there might be angels here....

Up here the stars are only just above us,

There must be angels here....

On top of the mountain....

We've made our peace,

Laid flowers and tears,

And we'll do it every year....

A promise I will keep my dear....

On top of the mountain....

And we will bless this icy crown,

Where three went up,

And two came down....

From the top of the mountain....

Up here the clouds are always down below us....

And we might see angels here....

Up here the stars are only just above us,

We will see angels here....

On top of the mountain....

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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