I'll Compete Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson/Woodgate)
I'll be your promotional copy in this here number one band
Take your business beyond your furthest dreams sounds
Sounds great sounds really grand but wait
Let us hurry now time is catching up
And it looks like the music hall race has caught me up
But I'll compete (yeah yeah)
For all that it's worth
I'll compete (with the rest of the pack)
For all that it's worth
I'll compete (on the beat)
For all that it's worth
I'll compete (with a full deck)
For all that I'm worth
I'll be your popswop, come floppy disc, race you along the upper deck
Retrieve from you my with-held treasure,
Then watch you sink with you sunken rotting wreck,
Let us hurry now, time is running out,
Let's not forget time is money said the business man to his faithful scout.
But I'll compete (in the national press)
For all that it's worth
I'll compete (with the back chat)
For all that it's worth
I'll compete (on the beat)
For all that it's worth
I'll compete (international)
For all that it's worth
We must hurry now time is closing in
And I'm getting no younger in fact
I'm five years closer to my pension scheme
But I'll compete (yeah yeah)
For all that it's worth
I'll compete (for the ratings)
For all that it's worth
I'll compete (on the beat)
For all that it's worth
I'll compete (with the rest of the pack)
For all that I'm worth
C-c-c-c-compete
C-c-c-c-compete

The Prince Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson)
Buster, he sold the heat
With a rock-steady beat
An earthquake is erupting
But not in Orange street
A ghost-dance is preparing
You got to help us with your feet
If you're not in the mood to dance
Step back, grab yourself a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica
But we promise you a treat
Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on runnin'
I'll never get to Orange street
So I set it up myself to say
For the man who set the beat
So I'll leave it up to you out there
To get him back on his feet
Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on runnin'
I'll never get to Orange street
Bring back the
Who is the
We want the
Bring back the Prince...aahh!

Lovestruck Lyrics By Madness

Staggering home,
the headlights throw a shadow up and upon
Friends and loved ones that have done no wrong
But no longer mean anything to me
Am I mumbling on into a crystal glass that echoes a song
the enticement invites you alongA path of exterior colour

But come the morning shivering and contorting
To border on the brink for just another sink
Oh take me down for one more round

Oh involve me in libations
Stick arock in my foundation
Pickle my relations
Put me probations
I'LL take you down for one last round

Lovestruck I've fallen for a lamppost given her my upmostSpilling out my deepest feelings
Now all I want to do is snuggle up to you
A night cap in the earls morning dew

Look! What have I become?
Distancing myself so far and from
But gazing up I wave the night boat on
For now its heaven in deepest Tottenham

What have I done to deserve this fate?
Its all going wrong
Even my cab fares been and goneNow I'm lagging in deepest Tottenham

Frightening, frightening strike me down with lightning
I've given in to fighting
Now all i want to do is snuggle up to you
A night cap in the early morning dew.

Day On The Town Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Foreman)
Summer in London, watery sunshine,
A place in the city where I can go sometimes.
To get on a red bus and go anywhere,
See all the sights and not pay the fare,
Summer in London.
Chip on your shoulder, chips in your mouth,
Can you see the old lady, with tickets to tout.
Getting the tourists into their traps,
Taking their money, the shirts off their backs,
Summer in London.
To get in a taxi and go anywhere,
Jump out at the park and not pay the fare.
Watch Speakers Corner, listen to their talk,
Eating their ice creams, going for a walk.
Summer in London, the weather man said,
Waking up late, got to get out of bed.
So much to do, got to go everywhere
A day on the town and not pay the fare.
Riots in London.

Chipmunks Are Go Lyrics By Madness

One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
We're the Chipmunks, hear us roar
WE'RE THE CHIPMUNKS, HEAR US ROAR
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, THREE, FOUR

D'you have a good time tonight boys?
YEP, WE SURE DID
Do you think the time is right, boys?
YEP, WE SURE DO
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, THREE, FOUR

Chipmunks are go!

Yesterday's Men Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Foreman)
An insolent speck of youth
Being taken for a walk
So tightly by the ear
That he can hardly talk
Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in the old-fashioned way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
A metropolitan marathon
Has been held today
But who you need to catch
Will be coming the other way
Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in any old way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Because when you're told to start
How far can you go
When your race is won
And you already know
Because when you're told to stop
How far will you go
When your race is run
And you already know
Yesterday's men hang to today,
To sing in any old way,
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Will it get better in the long run
Will we be here in the long run
Yesterday's men hang to today,
To sing in any old way,
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Will it get better in the long run
Will we be here in the long run
Do, do, do, hang on in the long run.

March Of The Gherkins Lyrics By Madness

(Barson/Thompson/Barson)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
and Charles Corby (cmcorby@buffnet.net)
Date of last revision: February 23, 1996.
It's been some time since the smile upon my face
Had I sneaked previewing town
It's been a while since I gave chase
It's been some time since the girl from round my way
Came and took me by the hand
Been a long time since I came around
I can remember when I stood on my head
Walking straight across the ground
Still picture their laughing faces
Catch me, I'm falling into my past
Catch me, the deeper the louder the laugh
I was told to grow up soon, face my consequences
Being told it was high time, high time to come to my senses
Climbing up to the top floor, stood the look of pleasure
Such a silly aged man with an attic full of treasure
Catch me, I'm falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh
I remember when I was ten, things were somewhat better then
Time went by so easily, is this the way life's supposed to be?
But looking back I wonder why it seems to pass so quickly by
Memories can make you cry, I close my eyes, my tears I try to hide
I was thinking about Tamer Lane
Of all the funny places
I was thinking, a short time ago
Catch me, I'm falling into my past
Catch me, the deeper the louder the laugh
Catch me, I'm falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh

Grey Day Lyrics By Madness

(Barson)
When I get home it's late at night,
I'm black and bloody from my life,
I haven't time to clean my hands,
Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.
It's well past midnight as I lie
In a semi-conscious state.
I dream of people fighting me
Without any reason I can see.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
After eating I go out,
People passing by me shout.
I can't stand this agony
Why don't they talk to me?
In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
...

Tomorrow's Lyrics By Madness

Trying hard I thought I'd done my best. All my life I can't get no rest.
Some who've closed the door before say I can't carry on no more.
I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day.
I hear them saying: And it gets better every day.
I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day

Tomorrow's just another day.
Listened long
tried to take it in. All these facts leave me in the swim.
It's down and down there is no up I think that I've run out of luck.

I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day. . . .
Walking now
over covered ground. There is a chance if I move around.
I need a moment to reflect on the friendships I have wrecked.
Why is it time; don't I always try?
I hear them say: Tomorrow's just another day.
I hear them say: And it gets better every day.
I hear them say: Tomorrow's just another day. . . .
I heard them say: Tomorrow's just another day.
I hear them say: Tomorrow's just another day

Tomorrow's just another day.
I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day. . . .
I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day. . . .

Are You Coming (with Me) Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson/Barson)
Could it be someone's telling lies
Or could it be that I'm getting wise
Awoke myself from a nose-dive glide
I caught myself but you've lost all pride
I'm not going with you
Won't you come on with me ?
See your world in a drift fly past
So good the feeling you want to last
I'm not going with you
Would you come on with me ?
I'm not here to watch day and night
Or to hear you drift out of life
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some (good)
I'm worried for you
But you not for me
When everyone's living
I know where you'll be
If I should listen to your proposal
Put my future at your disposal
Promise me you'll keep yourself clean
Cut yourself from your mid-day dream.
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline and
Feed you some good

Solid Gone Lyrics By Madness

(Smash)
(Okay Boys, let's get real solid gone !)
Shake it mister
And a sister too
I'm gonna make ya boogie woogie
Gonna rattle in your shoes
Boogie with me baby (Boogie boogie)
Oh won't ya boogie with me baby (Boogie boogie)
Oh won't ya boogie with me baby we'll flip the whole night through
(Oh but listen to me baby)
Come on baby won't ya do it right
You can boogie with me baby and you know I'll hold you tight
move on over and a (watch this)
That's the way to do it honey
It ain't the twist won't you
Boogie with me baby (Boogie boogie)
Boogie with me baby (Boogie boogie)
Boogie with me baby we'll flip the whole night through
(Swing it on that Joanna)
(Yeh July 4th)
(Oh)
(Chrissy Boy pick it !)
Well I got the boogie the boogie got me,
I'm so gone I hap-happy
Won't ya boogie with me baby(Boogie boogie)
Boogie with me baby (Boogie boogie)
Boogie with me baby we'll flip the whole night through,
Let's take it over there over there,over there,
Well, the boogie is a-comin'
Over there, there, there.
I said I got the boogie (I got the boogie)
Boogie with me baby (Boogie with me baby)
I said I got the boogie (I got the boogie)
Boogie with me baby (Boogie with me baby)
I said come on and flip the whole night through.
I said boogie with me baby we'll flip the whole night through
I said come on over baby we'll flip the whole night through.
I'm a real solid gone
Yeah!!

In The Rain Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Madness)
There is such confusion in my mind,
To play your illusion is so unkind,
I didn't know who you were this afternoon,
You said that it didn't matter and I'll see you soon.
Standing here in the rain,
Maybe the weather will change again,
Change again or stay the bleeding same.
How I met you in the first place I'll never know,
But now I think I know you you're telling me to go, ho, ho,
You said you'd be back you told me to wait here just in case,
But then you never arrive and I'm waiting outside your place.
Standing here in the rain,
Maybe the weather will change again,
Change again or stay the bleeding same.
Standing here in the rain,
Maybe the weather will change again,
Change again or stay the bleeding same.
There is such confusion in my mind,
To play your illusion is so unkind,
I didn't know who you were this afternoon,
You said you said that doesn't matter I'll see you soon.
Standing here in the rain,
Maybe the weather will change again,
Change again or stay the bleeding same.

Mad Not Mad Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Smyth)
The windows are open wide
Georgie Fame for those outside
And answering the call
Blue flames leap up the wall
Who would have thought it strange
That all of us would change
Out there in the hall
The shadows leave the wall
Then we had the plan
Back when it began
And as we turn we know
That one of us will go
(Would you) dance with a mad man, mad man, mad man
Over the hills and far away
Arm in arm
Mad not mad
A star-spangled sight
Silhouettes at night
Dancing over Big Ben
Seven ragged men
Up up and away
Forever and a day
(Would you) dance with a mad man, mad man, mad man
Over the hills and far away
Arm in arm
Mad not mad
Dance with a mad man, mad man, mad man
Beyond the reach of yesterday
What are we but our friends
Mad not mad
(Mad not mad)
Hello crazy gang
Goodbye with a bang
What are we but our friends
Sailing round the bend
In love through thick and thin
I know it will all win
(Would you) dance with a mad man, mad man, mad man
Over the hills and far away
Arm in arm
Mad not mad
Dance with a mad man, mad man, mad man
Beyond the reach of yesterday
What are we but our friends
Mad not mad
Dance with a mad man, mad man, mad man
As only you can
Enjoying his company

Time Lyrics By Madness

(Smyth)
When I considered how my life is spent
They cry but I know that everything is heaven sent
But why do people lie when all they want is truth at their tables
The sky is looking very blue today
It's so fine I'd agree with every word you say
About it it must be said it doesn't mean much at all
Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side
There's no reason that we should complain
In the night everybody looks the same
It's so sad but we don't seem to be going forward at all
(Time)
(Time)
Time
Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side
Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side
(Come on time)
Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side
Time gentlemen please
Time
Time

When Dawn Arrives Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson/Barson)
He hums tonight through his streets,
My unlatched window the tune repeats,
The kerb-crawling car winds down to a stop.
A few seconds mumble then whisks him off.
Sick and tired of abuse,
Controlled signs of hysteria,
But like when dawn arrives,
He remembers his leisure.
He runs tonight through his block,
A crack in the curtain is unlocked.
No meeting with a mother or greeting a friend
A sharp-looking boot-jack with some time to spend.
Sick and tired of abuse,
Controlled signs of hysteria,
But like when dawn arrives,
He remembers his leisure.
He cries tonight
Through his manner
I can see his conscience
Get the better
From a door-way stepped in
Shadowed leather
Exchanging handshakes for money
And pleasure.
He crawls tonight through his scum,
From my dirty window his body's numb.
Beneath the street-lamp tilts shoulders bent,
Then meets his pick-up who pays his rent.
Sick and tired of abuse,
Controlled signs of hysteria,
But like when dawn arrives,
He remembers his leisure.
His pleasure

Prospects Lyrics By Madness

Prospects By Madness.
---------------------
A train ride
Till tuesday
A platform far away
Scarlet shades of evening
Move clouds so grey
The waking
Ariving
The dirty station where
He passes crouds of people
Who Don't see him there
He's a desert island man
A forgien man who's cast away
Stranded in this home from home
>From his family far away
Home
This is it
This is it
Is this my heart
I miss you with all my heart
This is not
Is this not my home
One shoe-laced cardboard suitcase
One passport from he came
One room for a light bulb
Where no one's been
Sticks and stones
My old bones
It's now nineteen fifty-four
When then I could fight
But not any more
The city room
Where is my room
He thinks of home far away
Home
This is it
This is it
Is this my heart
I miss you with all my heart
This is not
Is this not my home
I thik I'm geting old
Well the climate's changed
Stranded on this island
While others change
He's a desert island man
A forgien man who's cast away
Stranded in this home from home
>From his family far away
How is it when you feel it
Do you know what gets you down
You're looking in the windows
When you walk this town
>From the L.P./Cassette "Keep Moving"

Aeroplane (never Ask Twice) Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Barson)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
with Charles Corby (cmcorby@buffnet1.buffnet.net)
Date of last revision: January 26, 1995.
Please observe my continental alligator skin line shoulder bag
I've covered it in stickers from far and wide
And stuffed it full of suits and matching ties
I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land
And there's not a single person I can't understand
I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash
I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash
I wear a Panama on my Brilcremed hair
I think I carry it with a certain flair
When travelling abroad I know the score
With the voice of authority from the first a-world war
I went all through to Congo on a magic pleasure knock
Staving off disease with hallucinogenic drugs
With a mind-bending root from a local native source
Made my mind and my body have a premature divorce
I felt like I was sliding from a massive height
It seemed like it was morning in the middle of the night
My eyes were open, though there's nothing much to see
A swirling mist of images
The seas are my friend and the skies my home
When clinging to the arm-rests, I travel alone
I'm always ready to give advice
Travelling companions never ask twice
I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land
And there's not a single person I can't understand
I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash
I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash
I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land
And there's not a single person I can't understand
I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash
I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash
> B-side of 'Shut Up' 12" (1981)

One Better Day Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Bedford)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
with Simon Roberts (roberts@airtime.co.uk)
Date of last revision: March 04, 1996.
Arlington house, address: no fixed abode
An old man in a three-piece suit sits in the road
He stares across the water, he sees right through the lock
But on and up like outstretched hands
His mumbled words, his fumbled words, mock
Further down, a photo booth, a million plastic bags
And an old woman filling out a million baggage tags
But when she gets thrown out, three bags at a time
She spies the old chap in the road to share her bags with
She has bags of time
Surrounded by his past, on a short white line
He sits while cars pass either side, takes his time
Trying to remember one better day
A while ago when people stopped to hear him say
Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
Now she has walked enough through rainy town
She rests her bag against his and sits down
She's trying to remember one better day
A while ago when people stopped to hear her say
Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose
Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose

Uncle Sam Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson/Foreman)
Here they come again hop scotching up to my door
One by one again knockety knock knocking upon my floor
Swinging on my gate they gain entry by the yard
Pulling at my hair they scream paint your thoughts upon my card
But not tonight I've got studies to examine
Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men
A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam
Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do
'Cause he's a wonderful man
But I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
To be with my Uncle Sam
Silly little sniggers from the women liberators
But I'll stand and hold my post
Polished buttons and erect I'll raise the flag
I'll show those women who's the most
But not tonight I've got studies to examine
Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men
A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam
Who now takes up all of my time, gives me things to do
He's a wonderful man
But I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
But not tonight I've got studies to examine
Tomorrow ah ah ah
And tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men
A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam
Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do
'Cause he's a wonderful man
I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
...

In The City Lyrics By Madness

(Barson/McPherson/Foreman/Smash/Daisuke Inoue/Bill Crutchfield)
(City, city!)
(City!)
He is just a boy in the city
Dressed the same he's uniformly pretty
He knows it's the time
He can read the signs
He can really change
In the city
The best dressed boy in town he thinks it's funny
Half a dozen jobs makes his money
He's just a boy in the city
Friday night propels Walter Mitty
It's about time
He can read the signs
A night on the town
In the city
Monday is a work day
Tuesday's much the same
Wednesday comes and goes away
Thursday's back again
Friday night to Sunday in the morning
Monday brings the weekend's final yawning
Now it's about time
He has crossed the line
He is miles away
In the city
(City!)
(City!)
(City!)
(City!)
Now it's about time
He can read the signs
He can really change
It is on his mind
He has crossed the line
He has gone once more
From the city

Disappear Lyrics By Madness

(Bedford/McPherson)
Walls signed with autographs,
Ceilings full of echoed laughs,
Something's disappear.
Gurus on roller skates,
Capital for swinging fetes
The area is to be cleared.
A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
As it smoulders to its grave.
Disappear with the fun and the fear
Another chance to misbehave.
Organ tinkling organ,
Marriage planning children,
Spinning, round and round.
rusty swings and roundabouts,
Disco's full of layabouts,
Nowhere to be found.
A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
As it smoulders to its grave.
Disappear with the fun and the fear
Another chance to misbehave.
Come on then we'll go down there,
Let's see the local ash tray,
Let's see if we can be happy,
We'll mess about just you and me,
I must try to make it home before tea.
Walls signed with autographs,
Ceilings full of echoed laughs,
Something's disappear.
Gurus on roller skates,
Capital for swinging fetes
The area is to be cleared.
A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
As it smoulders to it's grave.
Disappear with the fun and the fear
Another chance to misbehave.
A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
As it smoulders to its grave.
Disappear with the fun and the fear
Another chance to misbehave.

Shut Up Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Foreman)
I tell you I didn't do it
'Cause I wasn't there
Don't blame me, it just isn't fair
You listen to their side
Now listen to mine
Can't think of a story
Sure you'll find me sometime
Now pass the blame and don't blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I'll be gone and you'll forget
The broken window, t.v. set
It wasn't me either, I'm just his mate
He told me to stand here and watch the gate
I've got a wife and three kids you know
They'll tell you I'm straight, at least I think so
I'm as honest as the day is long,
The longer the daylight, the less I do wrong
Now pass the blame and don't blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I'll be gone and you'll forget
The broken window, t.v. set
Pass the blame and don't blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I'll be gone and I'll forget
That what you give is what you get...
Pass the blame and don't blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I'll be gone and you'll forget
The broken window, t.v. set
Pass the blame and don't blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I'll be gone and I'll forget
That what you give is what you get...

The Sun And The Rain Lyrics By Madness

(Barson)
It's raining again,
I'm hearing its pitter patter down.
It's wet in the street
Reflecting the lights and splashing feet,
Nowhere to go,
And nothing I have to do, have to do.
It's raining again,
I follow the Christmas lights down town.
I'm leaving the flow
Of people walking all around,
Round and round,
I hear the sound of rain falling in my ears
Washing away the weariness like tears.
I can feel my troubles running down,
Disappear into the silent sound.
Just walking along,
My clothes are soaked right through to the skin,
I haven't a doubt, that this is what life is all about,
The sun and the rain.
Scraps of paper(???) washing down the drain.
I feel the rain falling on my face
I can say there is no better place
Than standing up in the falling down
In so much rain I could almost drown.
It's raining again
A crack in the clouds reveals blue skies
I've been feeling so low(low)
But now everything is on my side
The sun and the rain.
Walk with me fill my heart again
I hear the rain falling in my ears
Washing away the weariness like tears.
I can feel my troubles running down,
Disappear into the silent sound.
I feel the rain falling on my face
I can say there is no better place
Than standing up in the falling down
In so much rain I could almost drown.
Do de do do de do do do
Do de do de do de do do do
...
> 'The Sun And The Rain' (1983) taken from the LP 'Utter Madness' (1986)

You Said Lyrics By Madness

(Barson/McPherson)
You said you're leaving, well that's ok,
You said you've had enough, what can I say ?
I suppose I'll be sad for a week or two,
But in the end, it's the same for me and you,
We'll both be sorry through and through.
You said you're leaving, well that's ok,
You said you've had enough, what can I say ?
I suppose I'll be sad for a week or two,
But in the end, it's the same for me and you,
We'll both be sorry through and through.
Me and you.
You must stop doing this, you've got to change,
'Cos you hold all the cards, you've got range,
Every time you go away, I think of you.
You said you're leaving, you said this,
You said, you said that,
You said you don't want to see me no more,
You said you don't want me to come to your door,
You said, you said,
I suppose I'll be sad for a week or two,
But in the end, it's the same for me and you,
We'll both be sorry through and through.
Yes you do.
You must stop doing this, you've got to change,
'Cos you hold all the cards, you've got range,
Every time you go away, I think of you.

On The Beat Pete Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson/Madness)
Up I rush off to work
Hello Fred you look half dead and
Are you coming are you going
I could never do a double shift
(Allo Fred get some bed Fred)
Hello Steve long time no see
I like the Stones still on the thieve
Bet you ain't half seen some time
In your short-lived life of crime
(By the way, have you got the time ?)
On the beat Pete
Wiv me size ten feet
I wander up and down the town
For me that's a treat
The beauties of the city and
Everything's sweet
For me that's a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete
Swing my truncheon merrily
Try to teach the blind to see
Move a lady for a seat
Tourist find a sight to see
Mingle with the crowd
I wonder if they're proud
Yes, that would be a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete... beat Pete
Hello Snowball, you still drunk ?
Here have a smoke, anyone for lunch ?
A printed person of last week's times
Seen a lot of stars and moonshine
(Spare you a dime ?)
On the beat Pete
Wiv me size ten feet
I wander up and down the town
For me that's a treat
The beauties of the city and
Everything's sweet
For me that's a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete
Swing my truncheon merrily
Try to teach the blind to see
Move a lady for a seat
Tourist find a sight to see
Mingle with the crowd
I wonder if they're proud
Yes, that would be a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete... beat Pete
Hello Bun been down the oven ?
What's the rate for a single person ?
Is it good, is it sad ?
You look unhappy it must be bad
Hello May been a busy lady
All work and no time for play
Still it's the life you chose I suppose
Good luck to you come what may !
Skip-a-di-do-da-days !
On the beat Pete
Wiv me size ten feet
I wander up and down the town
For me that's a treat
The beauties of the city and
Everything's sweet
For me that's a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete
Swing my truncheon merrily
Try to teach the blind to see
Move a lady for a seat
Tourist find a sight to see
Mingle with the crowd
I wonder if they're proud
Yes, that would be a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete... beat Pete
Beat Pete(x 7)

Waltz Into Mischief Lyrics By Madness

(Smyth/McPherson)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
and Simon Roberts (roberts@airtime.co.uk)
Date of last revision: February 23, 1996.
The latest and greatest ... amazing arrival
No conscience, no shame ... for the game of survival
Thieves and villains ... and fraudulent swindlers
Gathered in tribute ... with masks of respect
A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief
The chairman is speaking ... instructs the apprentice
All faces are turned ... to the wizard of sentence
Years of experience ... fall from his tongue
Like teardrops to puddles ... they rippled among
A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief
This kid of the cowboys ... of fastest deception
Writes down his kiddings ... to ruptuous reception
Calls on the crowd ... of white-pointed heads
To check on the carpets ... while we're in our beds
(Nelly the elephant packed her trunk and said goodbye to the circus)
A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief
A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief
A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief

Believe Me Lyrics By Madness

(Barson/Hasler)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
Date of last revision: July 28, 1993.
Everything that I tell you, girl, every word that you hear
Every little whisper, let me make myself clear
There ain't no lies to deceive you, I love you too much for that
Every word that I say is true, you can believe me on that
My friends tell me jealous lies
Now I'm getting my goodbyes
Life without you, my dear
Was dull, as dull as can be
I ask you, my love, why not take me now
Not to leave me in misery
(Saxophone!)
If you take in all they say,
I guess I'll be on my way
Please, my darling, it's not true
I don't know this girl called Sue
Sue's a name I have not heard
I lost my girl from that one word
Will she come back, I just don't know
And I'm takin' a heavy blow, oh
I've got myself together
I can't go on in this cold weather
Christmas comes but once a year
It's a time of love and cheer
Your friends tell you jealous lies
Now I'm getting my goodbyes
No no no no, no no no no
No no no no, no no no no

Chipmunks Are Go ! Lyrics By Madness

(Smash/B. Smyth)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
Date of last revision: July 28, 1993.
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
We're the Chipmunks, hear us roar
WE'RE THE CHIPMUNKS, HEAR US ROAR
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, THREE, FOUR
D'you have a good time tonight, boys?
YEP, WE SURE DID
Do you think the time is right, boys?
YEP, WE SURE DO
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, THREE, FOUR
Chipmunks are go!

Burning The Boats Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Foreman)
The government have announced
That London Bridge is to be closed
Under the full moon of May the third
All the light houses and seaside roads
No I never heard I never read in the news
Come on tell me, who's this for ?
Lighting the questions and
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one by
Tap, tap, tap, birds that sing,
Telephone calls that do not ring,
One, two, three, what's the time ?
Who's that hanging off my line ?
I know that nothing lasts for ever
And I'm just waiting for the sun to set
Blowing dust from my loud hailer, on the roof.
Come on tell me, who's this for ?
Lighting the questions and
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one by
The ministry of co-operation
Are washed and hanging on the line
There's a million burning questions
To set the Thames alight
Now I've joined an exclusive club
Just by being more than poor
I saw the deputy chairman, on the floor.
Come on tell me, who's this for ?
Lighting the questions and
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one by
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats.

Sign Of The Times Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Barson)
This is disposable, throw it away,
This is an animal, don't let it stray,
That was the past, so leave it behind,
This is the future, it's all in our mind.
Feeding your interest, in between lines,
Reading the caring one, sign of the times,
This is your Englishman, this is his lawn,
This is your female, undone and torn.
We are the people, and we really care,
We don't really look, we just like to stare,
Unprintable feelings that play on your mind
Get written in innocence, pretend we are blind.
Patience the virtue not learnt in schools
A-ha, it's funny to break all the rules.
Law-breakers are broken, and so we all share
The family problems, the paper that cares
Cheapest and brightest, sexiest news,
We'll make up some stories with unbiased cues.
We are the people, and we really care,
We don't really look, we just like to stare,
Unprintable feelings that play on your mind
Get written in innocence, pretend we are blind.

Tomorrow's Dream Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson/Barson)
A cage of my own, this cage is my home,
And oh so alone am I.
From above all around helpless to the sound
Of my brother's cry.
Just leave us alone, we don't want to moan,
Only if you make us.
Smashed on the lock until I've had to, drop.
Tried to get my message through.
Off goes another with another's brother,
My arms try to bend across to a friend.
You can't burn me with your laser beam,
It's pointed at you and tomorrow's dream.
You'll burn my body quietly set free,
And I'll cry for you as I sway from my tree.
I'd give you my brain nothing you would gain,
Its misery seeps from you.
When leaving my cage I am in a rage
Because I know what you're up to.
When you walk away remember next day,
Not a second I've slept, awake I'll have kept.
When I reappear, don't look on in fear
My hands could kill
But they never will.
You can't burn me with your laser beam,
It's pointed at you and tomorrow's dream.
You'll burn my body quietly set free,
And I'll cry for you as I sway from my tree.

Calling Cards Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson/Foreman)
A sorting office in the Old Kent Road
Caters from coast to most
A nice little number if you're out of work
And aren't the sort to boast,
you're in need of a job, bob-a-job, rob-a-job
I'm your man to see
I'll sit I'll listen I'll not say a word
The less said would be best for we
Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
We don't want to mark each other's card
Except the one you need
I need you and your returns to help
Build my company.
My twins work Brighton on a sunny day
They cover town with the shake of a hand
On a high come back coz of no come back
Now they're working in the promised land.
Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
(The Allied Irish Cyprus Bank)
(India Bank Bank of Turkey)
(United Bank The People's Bank)
(To catch the worm you got to be up early)
Temporarily out of bounds had to move office
Clear out of town
For every problem there's a solution and
I can do without constitution
Dealing cards from up the Old Kent Road
I've been checked up on my heavy load
You can go but be back soon
I'll have some work for you to groom.
Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
(Trustees Bank, Barclays Bank)
(The Natwest Bank, Midland Bank)
(Bank Of Scotland, Williams and Glyns)
(Bureau de Change, The People's Bank)
Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy

Blue Skinned Beast Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson)
I can fly you to your loved ones but I can promise no return
To a shell-shocked God forsaken where their craters still they burn
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Still the worst is over that I hope you understand
The you're one more hurdle over our protector of the land
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
I heard you shout for yesterday, but I was sleeping on the job
And I dreamt of fighters miles away whose lives I had to rob
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around
I can fly your loved ones to you
With guarantee of no return
And if John Wayne's dummy's bounce off
Don't look shocked when it comes your turn
Have a drink on me
I put it down to company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Hip hip !
Hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !

Our House Lyrics By Madness

(Smyth/Foreman)
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowed
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Something tells you that you've got to get away from it
Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss
She's the one they're going to miss
In lots of ways
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
...

Tears You Can't Hide Lyrics By Madness

(Smyth)
Now I see tears you can't hide
Carry the world on your back
Heavy weights tear you apart
Now I see tears you can't hide
Feel in a rage can't speak up for yourself
All that you try to do it's no good anyway
Now I see tears you can't hide
No use saying it's a crime
Voices surround me but they lie, lie
Hold out your hand together make your stand
You may be alone you may feel scared inside
Now I see tears you can't hide
No use saying it's a crime
Voices surround me but they lie, lie
(Just hit me with your saxophone, Lee)
Now I see tears you can't hide
Now I see tears you can't hide
Now I see tears you can't
Tears you can't tears you can't hide

Tarzan's Nuts Lyrics By Madness

Hey you seen jane?
No man, ok I'll catch the train
Can you wait a long time?
No, we gotta catch a flight
Well, that's roots man
No man it's a fruit
So give my stone, I'll save it for tonight

Bed And Breakfast Man Lyrics By Madness

(Barson)
Well there's a man I know
At least I used to years ago
I didn't really mind
He used to come 'round all the time
Of course he had to be fed
I had to give him a bed
He used to kip on my sofa
They used to call him a loafer
I've heard he's changed
A lot since then
But some of his ways
He just can't mend
Told the other day
That he'd offered to pay
He didn't like his dad
He earned all he ever had
He didn't have no shame
He was a master at his game
He never showed his hand
He was the bed and breakfast man
He was, he was the bed and breakfast man...

Mistakes Lyrics By Madness

(Barson/Hasler)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
with Pascal Mouret (mouret@lim.univ-mrs.fr)
Date of last revision: August 16, 1993.
It's not so easy to find out later
About the necessary knowledge for survival
You think you know enough to get you through life
But find out too late of chances passed by
An early start is not so important
But timing is most essential
Opportunity gone, is gone forever
You never know how much it could have been
And once gone, gone forever
You will find out to your cost
A better use can be made of your time
Don't think that life is easy
You may never get a lucky break
They'll put you down, cold and unknown
A total failure from womb to grave
> B-side of 'One Step Beyond' (1979)

Embarrassment Lyrics By Madness

(Barson/Thompson)

Received a letter just the other day,
Don't seem they wanna know you no more,
They've laid it down given you their score,
Within the first two lines it bluntly read.
You're not to come and see us no more,
Keep away from our door,
Don't come 'round here no more
What on earth did you do that for?
Our aunt, she don't wanna know she says,
What will the neighbours think they'll think,
We don't that's what they'll think, we don't,
But I will, 'cause I know they think I don't.
Our uncle he don't wanna know he says,
We are a disgrace to the human race he says,
How can you show your face,
When you're a disgrace to the human race?
No committment, you're an embarrassment,
Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement,
The intention that you have booked,
Was an intention that was overlooked.
They say, stay away,
Don't want you home today,
Keep away from our door,
Don't come 'round here no more.
Our dad, he don't wanna know he says,
This is a serious matter,
Too late to reconsider,
No one's gonna wanna know ya !
Our mum, she don't wanna know,
I'm feelin' twice as old, she says,
Thought she had a head on her shoulder,
'Cause I'm feelin' twice as older,
I'm feelin' twice as older.
You're an embarrassment...

My Girl Lyrics By Madness

(Barson)
My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna see the film tonight
I found it hard to say
She thought I'd had enough of her
Why can't she see
She's lovely to me?
But I like to stay in
And watch t.v. on my own
Every now and then
My girl's mad at me
Been on the telephone for an hour
We hardly said a word
I tried and tried but I could not be heard
Why can't I explain?
Why do I feel this pain?
'Cause everything I say
She doesn't understand
She doesn't realise
She takes it all the wrong way
My girl's mad at me
We argued just the other night
I thought we'd got it straight
We talked and talked until it was light
I thought we'd agreed
I thought we'd talked it out
Now when I try to speak
She says that I don't care
She says I'm unaware
And now she says I'm weak

Benny Bullfrog Lyrics By Madness

(Thompson/Foreman)
So there I am polished heart throat in full puff
I look the part my wad is packed to reimburse.
I've yet to re-rehearse many moons spent on lovelines lent from
Long-legged pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog.
Final run-through polish up
The flower of love's my buttercup.
Moon in June for you I'll croon
Just like pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog.
Mean piece of muscle I'm Melvin Toad,
I dice with death, across the road.
Hop aboard my lover's leap
Fat-necked Quatermass
Who needs a Benny Bullfrog.
Here she comes (Keep a cool head)
My legs numb (Keep a cool head)
I can't run (Keep a cool head)
High! My name's Hunky how d'you do
I catch a fly in one swoop
I catch a fly just for you
That's if you do want me to
But you're not hungry I know
A sixth sense gave me a clue.
I know what else we can do.
(You creep !)
Long-legged pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog.
Wish I was Benny Bullfrog
Cool as Benny Bullfrog
What's the secret, Bullfrog?

Rockin' In Ab Lyrics By Madness

(W. Wurlitzer)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
Date of last revision: August 16, 1993.
I used to work nights with my dad
It was the best job I ever had
Until them blokes on their bikes came through
Said "Come on down to youth, brother, see what's new"
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight
Went to the dance like they said I should
It cost me a bob, but it was quite good
The band were jumpin' and a-jivin' around
Their 20 Watt amps really made a sound
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight
Well, I'll have a cup of tea and then I'll change me name
And I'll put my records o-ah-o-ah-on
Till all the geezers in the flat complain
"Wish that rockstar bloke was gone" is the moan
Let's have some fun tonight
Sold all my records and I bought a bike
I found some blokes who would do what I like
I saw the rigger who ran the hall
He said we can rehearse there any time at all
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight
We're really rocking now, I've got a bird
She says we are the best band she's ever heard
I've got a bike and I'm having a time
But my mum keeps saying "Rock 'n' roll's a crime!"
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight
(All right, all night!)
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight

Mummy's Boy Lyrics By Madness

(Bedford)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
Date of last revision: September 7, 1993.
(Oy !) in the pub, about seven thirty
Mother makes sure that his face ain't dirty
Him and mother go everywhere
Holds her hand without a care
Lived with mother for fourty years
The neighbourhood said that he must be queer
Normal folk a-just don't like that
Glad he can't hear behind his back
When mother dies, he will have a cry
'cos he'll be on his own
He's frightened stiff, would he come to this?
Will he lose her to the heavenly home?
In the pub, about seven thirty
Mother makes sure that his face ain't dirty
Him and mother go everywhere
Holds her hand without a care
Lived with mother for fourty years
The neighbourhood said that he must be queer
Normal folk a-just don't like that
Glad he can't hear behind his back
When mother dies, he'll have a cry
'cos he'll be on his own
He's frightened stiff, would he come to this?
Will he lose her to the heavenly home?
Once went out with a London girl
Dirty weekend in a hotel
Broke it off when she got shirty
She was twelve and he was thirty
Right after that he was bedsore
He wouldn't go out with girls no more
From that day since, he never has
He wants to do a-something dirty

E R N I E Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Foreman)
I am the bringer of your wishes,
Your saviour from doing work,
The washer of your dishes,and
You'll still get you mid-day perk.
Estate agent,
Your mansion and pot of gold,
All the home comforts,
Before you're getting tired and old.
One more try,
Try to get what you've never had,
Five more bob,
For the whole world that can't be bad.
We can't all win,
Look it's happening,
The future's looking not so bleak,
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
So when you hear me coming,
Along halls and up the stairs,
Get the black teapot,
In the cupboard, under chairs,
Forget all your wives tales,
Or forecasts and dividends,
E.R.N.I.E. feels vibrations,
Only pays out to trusting friends.
One more try,
Try to get what you've never had,
Five more bob,
For the whole world that can't be bad.
We can't all win,
Look it's happening,
The future's looking not so bleak,
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
Keep your hand on the bottle,
And your eyes glued upon the set,
When the score cards come up,
Could be you for the big one next.
Publicity, no thank you,
On the front page of the currant bun,
They think you stink,
But in the pub you'll be number one.
One more try,
Try to get what you've never had,
Five more bob,
For the whole world that can't be bad.
We can't all win,
Look it's happening,
The future's looking not so bleak,
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.

Cardiac Arrest Lyrics By Madness

(Smash/Foreman)
Papers in the morning
Bowler hat on head
Walking to the bus stop
He's longing for his bed,
Waiting with his neighbours
In the rush hour queue
Got to get the first bus
So much for him to do.
He's got to hurry
Got to get his seat
Can't miss his place
Got to rest his feet.
Ten more minutes till he gets there
The crossword's nearly done.
It's been so hard these days
Not nearly so much fun.
His mind wanders to the office
His telephone, desk and chair
He's been happy with the company
They've treated him real fair.
Think of seven letters
Begin and end in 'C'
Like a big American car
But misspelt with a 'D'.
I wish this bus'd get a move on,
Driver's taking his time.
I just don't know, I'll be late
Oh dear what will the boss say?
Pull yourself together now
Don't get in a state
Don't you worry
There's no hurry
It's a lovely day
Could all be going your way
Take the doc's advice
Let up enjoy your life
Listen to what they say
It's not a game they play.
Never get there at this rate
He's caught up in a jam.
There's a meeting this morning
It's just his luck oh damn!
His hand dives in his pocket
For his handkerchief.
Pearls of sweat on his collar
His pulse-beat seems so brief.
Eyes fall on his wristwatch
The seconds pass real slow
Gasping for the hot air
But the chest pain it won't go.
Tried to ask for help
But can't seem to speak a word,
Words are whispered frantically
But don't seem to be heard.
What about the wife and kids?
They all depend on me!
We're so sorry
We told you not to hurry.
Now it's just too late
You've got a certain date
We thought we made it clear
We all voiced our inner fears
We left it up to you
There's nothing we can do.

Land Of Hope And Glory Lyrics By Madness

Urrrrh
What's the time?
I was trying to get some sleep
Attention, urrraaah, bridges
Shorty, Nutty, Jack, Tommos motor
Uuuh, as you can see we've got a new recruit to this land of hope and glory
Hands behind you backs and legs apart and tell us all a story
Who me sir?
Yes, you ssssir!
I was an innocent man till someone grassed me up my plan
I'm earning some big a money
I hadn't mouthed it about, I am sure without doubt
I'd admit this land of hope and glory
Well you poor poor sod, here you're up sharp at six thirty
Cold shower down to breakfast, can't have you looking dirty
I suggest you eat what's given you even if it doesn't agree with you
It's all you will be getting up until twelve thirty
In between this time stay up in your room, you can dream about life
Get it
Two years of my teen age life given to this stand to attention life
Of land of hope and glory
I get so bored as time goes by, I think I'll do something dirty
I pick at the floor for juicy butts and I'll make myself a smoke
A bog roll and envelope stick it, falling down to pass my time
As the evening drags on, you can watch a little telly
Or dance with pans people with a little bit of belly
Pass yourself cold with a hint of yesterday
Don't complain learn the game and I'll get through another day
I was sitting there on the clock at long last is nine thirty
Off to bed straight to sleep as I leave this land of hope and glory
But only for a few seconds I'm in n ecstasy
Before the bell rings to let me know, sharp at six thirty
A the, a two, a six, a ta
Quiet, come on you lot, come on, lights out

Primrose Hill Lyrics By Madness

(McPherson/Foreman)
A man opened his window and stared up Primrose Hill
Out there enjoying themselves I've seen them from this sill
Green splashed with white and red going brown
Children baiting animals running up and down
I stare out of this window
See the world go past
Slipping from the newspapers stacked against the wall
Piles of colour supplements squeeze between his fall
For a fleeting second I was up that hill
Although I've never been there I wish I was there still
I stare out of this window
See the world go past
I've read and looked at everything
I know it off by heart
Deliveries every day newspapers and food
Never had to venture out the phone has been removed
Open up the window and stare up Primrose Hill
Sitting here it's dark outside and everything is still
I stare out of this window
See the world go past
I've read and looked at everything
I know it off by heart

House Of Fun Lyrics By Madness

(Barson/Thompson)
Good morning miss
Can I help you son?
Sixteen today
And up for fun
I'm a big boy now
Or so they say
So if you'll serve
I'll be on my way
Box of balloons
With the feather-light touch
Pack of party-poppers
That pop in the night
A toothbrush and hairspray
Plastic grin
Miss Clay on all corners
Has just walked in
Welcome to the House of Fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the House of Fun
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the House of
N-n-n-n-n-n-no no miss
You misunderstood
Sixteen big boy
Full pint in my manhood
I'm up to date
And the date's today
So if you'll serve
I'll be on my way
Welcome to the House of Fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the House of (Fun)
I'm sorry son
But we don't stock
Party gimmicks
In this shop
Try the House of Fun
It's quicker if you run
This is a chemist
Not a jokers' shop!
Party hats
Simple enough clear
Comprehende savvy understand
Do you hear?
A pack of party hats
With the coloured tips
Too late!
Gorgon's heard gossip
Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay
Many happy returns from the day
Welcome to the House of Fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the House of Fun
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the House of Fun
Welcome to the House of Fun...