"Spontane Time"

all Lyrics (c) Batchelor / Wood 1994 / 1995 / 1998

 
The Dull Towns Of England

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I've been to Leicester
it’s the home of ‘BensonShoe’-
I’ve been to Redditch
and there’s nothing there to do.
I’ve been to Morecambe
felt the overpowering gloom!
And oh, if Corby were the bride,
the Devil would be groom
.

I have seen the dull towns of England!

I’ve been to Solihull
the dull place I was raised
I’ve been to Dartford
just to see the different greys
I’ve been to Worcester
and I got more stares than smiles!
Oh, I’ve been to Coventry
the same old brick for miles

I have seen the dull towns of England!

The Rake
More Words

Every girl who’s ever loved me has the right to weep
‘Cos I’m always making promises I cannot keep
And now I’ve found the girl who’s got me on my knees
Oh it’s such a precious thing to a guy like me

chorus:’cos I’m a rake (bom bom de doo dom)
I’m a rake (bom bom de doo dom) (he’s a rake!)
I can’t make no happy face today
‘Cos she’s gone and gone and gone away!

I’ve been a scoundrel and I’ve been a loner too
I’ve ducked and dived and run away when it suits me to do
I’ve left them waiting many times, yes it’s true
But I could never run away, away, away from you

’cos I’m a rake (bom bom de doo dom)
I’m a rake (bom bom de doo dom) (but he’s very Frank)
I can’t make no happy face today
‘Cos she’s gone and gone and gone away!

Chelter Skelter

Yeh man!

TURN FRONTY UP!

Silver boots a mile apart
and by the bed there’s a broken vase
A broken vase was not your scene
and now I know what traffic means

chorus: I’m going home
                I’m going home
                I’m going HOME home HOME home home-home home-home HOME
                You gotta let me go-oh!

I remember down in Cheltenham
On the night we danced and sang
In a sordid basement bar
Self-adhesive luminescent stars

chorus

It’s five to ten
You’ve done my head in again
I think I should leave
But I don’t know when, really don’t know when

1st verse repeated

chorus

My Favourite Restaurant
What The Nice Journalist Says

You’re my favourite waiter in the world
I’d rather talk to you than the world’s most beautiful girl
So thank God it’s not Tuesday
Then I wouldn’t see your smiling face tonight.

You’re such a man you’re such a guy
You don’t even even have to try! Oh no!
So thank God it’s not Sunday, oh no!
Then I’d have to stay at home tonight

You told me I’d be better off at your place
And here I am stuck in this ugly little dump called Paris
So thank God it’s not Wednesday, oh noo!
Thank god it’s not Wednesday (ba doo buddy doo)
Thank god it’s not Wednesday (doom buddy doo)

Psychedelic Situation
Spaghetti

    What do you think of the psychedelic situation in this town?
    What do you think of the psychedelic situation in this town?
    Are you still waiting and hoping for it to come back around?
    Are you still waiting and hoping for it to come back around?

    Spent five years recreating one summer so long ago
    Spent five years recreating one summer so long ago
    When you look at your shirts and the drugs have all gone
    do you feel low?
    When you look at your shirts and the drugs have all gone
    do you feel low?

    All across the nation
    there’s a cerebral vibration
    Cats and kids in speedway strips
    scouring through the bargain bins

    1st section repeated

Amsterdam Hotel Lounge

Home

Again

      Supa dupa dilruba baby,
      Well you never really made the scene.
      Wandering round in your home town
      Encapsulated in a plastic dream
      Milky baby, overfed and rheumy-eyed with tears
      Giant rabbits in the sky confirm your latest fears

      In ’72 you know what to do
      already living through to ’74
      In ’76 you were turning tricks
      as a local conversational bore
      And now you try to tell us that we burned you of your sound
      Should have known it wouldn’t take too long for that to come around

      chorus: We no longer want the same sound
                   That trickles out of your mouth
                   And blocks up the drains
                   Please don’t ever give us that sound
                   The Amsterdam Hotel Lounge
                   is fading away, fading away, fading away

      Ultra-vavu it’s not the things that you do
      but the things that you don’t that are bad
      ‘Cos Indian giving is the way you make a living
      You’re all over like a nasty little rash
      And now you try to tell us that we burned you of your sound
      Should have known it wouldn’t take too long for that to come around

      1st verse repeated

      chorus repeated

    I've Been
    Looking

    I’ve been looking when I’m down the pub
    I’ve been looking when I’m on the bus
    I’ve been looking when I’m in the shower
    Even at an ungodly hour.
    I’ve been looking when I’m in a club
    I’ve been looking even in the tub
    I’ve been looking when I’m in the car
    I’ve been looking in every bar

    chorus: ‘Cos I’ve been looking for so long
                  I’ve been looking for someone
                  I’ve been looking, oh I’ve been looking
                 Oh I’ve been looking around.

    I’ve been looking from the mountain top
    I’ve been looking in the corner shop
    I’ve been looking wherever I roams
    Even been looking in stately homes
    I’ve been looking in the cheap café
    I’ve been looking every way
    I’ve been looking down every street
    And wherever I take my feet

    chorus.

    Hard Friend
    Buy Our Stuff?

    He’s kind of low on subtlety
    But very high on loyalty
    Like Chewbacca or Mr. T
    So no-one’s gonna mess with me

    chorus: He’s my hard friend, he’s my hard friend
      HARD FRIEND, HARD FRIEND
    He’s my hard friend, he’s my hard friend
    HARD FRIEND, HARD FRIEND
    He’s my hard friend there’ll be nothing left of you

    Well, I’m not much good in a fight
    My hard friend makes sure it’s alright
    He never picks on any sop
    But if you pick on him then watch them drop !

    chorus repeated.

    Edsel

    Buying Time
    Phwwhhhhhhhhhhhwhhhhhwhhwhhhhhhgghhhhhwwwhhhhh...~~~~
    Shoot Out
    Where we came from

    I never met a man against me so
    What I’m gonna do I just don’t know
    Well, she’ll never have it easy when he is around
    Pointing his guns at everybody in town

    chorus: He’s become my enemy, I’ve got no choice in the matter.

    He knows all about me, more that I’d tell
    To a man who’d rather see me in Hell
    Well, she’ll never have it easy while he is the judge
    He’s got in this position and he just won’t budge

    chorus

    Well, I’ve done bad things make no mistake
    And I done things that’ll make you quake
    But I’m not as bad as he makes out
    He’s madder than madder than mad there’s no doubt now

    chorus.

    (Never Be A) Milksop

    Sorry about my hair
    I’m sorry about my voice
    Sorry about my trousers too
    Sorry I’m so soft
    Sorry I’m so fey
    Sorry to upset you

    chorus: Never be a milksop
                 Never be a milksop
                 Never be a milksop (I was born that way)

    Sorry about my hat
    I’m sorry about my class
    Sorry I exist at all
    Sorry about my muscles
    Sorry I hate tussles
    Sorry to use long words

    chorus

    Sorry about my purse
    Sorry that I flirt
    With women that should be yours
    Sorry that you beat me
    I know that you hate me
    Of course it’s not your fault

    chorus.

    When She's Flirting

        With emotions she’s toying
        Gets kind of annoying
        But I’ve only got myself to blame
        ‘Cos I like her that way
        She’s rolling eyes and swinging hips
        You get a close-up of her lips
        Don’t think about relationships
        But I like her that way.

        She’s happiest when she’s flirting

        Now she’s on the dancefloor
        For her smile you’re gonna fall
        You could say she’s a silly girl
        But I like her that way.
        ‘Cos I like the fact that she is free
        She’ll never be tied to a guy like me
        She won’t yearn for my company
        Oh! I like her that way.

        She’s happiest when she’s flirting.

      Perfect Sound

      Sly and the Family
      they made what for me was the perfect sound
      Sly and the Family
      they made what for me was the perfect sound

      chorus: PERFECT SOUND

      Oh! I remember
      as I went, as I went over that old ground
      My head, it was spinning
      Completely full, completely full of the perfect sound

      chorus.

      Hey Modigliani!

      Hey Modigliani !
      We know where you came from
      Did you bang your head on the ceiling
      One too many times when you were young?

      Hey Modigliani !
      We called you on the phone
      You were lost and trapped in a Pernod ad
      in Montmartre all alone-

      Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Modigliani
      Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Modigliani
      We know you to say hello to,
      But not like that, crazy cat.

       Hey Modigliani !
      Looked at things in different ways
      Problems are just answers
      Upside-down in the wrong tray
      Hey Modigliani !
      We feel much better now
      The sun shines through the chimney stacks
      in the tram on the way down
      in the tram on the way down

      Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Modigliani
      Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Modigliani
      Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Modigliani
      We know you to say hello to,
      But not like that, crazy cat.

      Stop Paddling

      Stop paddling, stop paddling, stop paddling in my pool
      Take a swim or go back in to the changing room
      ‘Cos I want to be your boyfriend
      I just can’t drop the boy
      Rescue me from misery
      Drive me wild with joy

      Stop picking, stop picking, stop picking at my pie
      ‘Cos I want to be eaten whole
      And here’s the reason why
      ‘Cos I want to be your boyfriendYou drive me wild you see
      I can’t take to the slopes with only one ski

      Stop drinking, stop drinking, stop drinking half a cup
      ‘Cos I want to be glugged down whole
      Instead of half way up.
      ‘Cos I want to be your honey
      I want you to stay all night
      I want the apple whole
      I don’t want just a bite
      ‘Cos that’s what makes me cry
      ‘Cos that’s what makes me cry
      That’s what makes me cry.

      King Of Your

      Don’t want to be on the edge of your life
      Don’t want to be around when you find another guy
      Don’t want to be just another friend in your life
      Don’t want to be here when you find another guy

      chorus: Cos you’re the Queen of my heart
                    and I want to be the King of yours.

      Don’t want to stop you doing exactly what you want
      Just got to tell you you’re the queen of my heart.
      Don’t want to chain you up or cramp your style
      I’m winded by a baseball bat every time I see you smile