(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
Friday, December 26, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
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!
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!
Saturday, December 20, 2008
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.
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.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
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.
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.
Monday, December 15, 2008
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!
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!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
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.
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.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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
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
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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.
...
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.
...
Monday, December 1, 2008
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. . . .
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. . . .
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