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| Who Killed The Zutons? |
Zuton Fever
Pressure Point
You Will You Won't
Confusion
Havana Gang Brawl
Railroad | Long Time Coming
Nightmare Part Ii
Not A Lot To Do
Remeber Me
Dirty Dancehall
Moons And Horror Shows |
| » Zuton Fever « |
Ya know I get a funny feeling
Like an epidemic running through my head
Ya know I got that feeling it’s the best
Got the Zuton Fever in my head
And when it’s running through my bones
Ya know I feel just like I’m ten years old
Ya know I’m looking young and good again
Got the Zuton Fever in my headIt starts to make its way upstairs
It’s like pollution in my veins and in my hair
Ya know where it comes from I don’t care
Just let me know if you get some I’ll be there
Oh Father, Father I have sinned
I’ve let myself down time and time again
Ya know the Zuton Fever’s made me thin
And now I’ve got to clean my flaky skin
Oh Doctor, Doctor help and let me know
If you can find a cure or anecdote
You know I’ve always been true to you my friend
Hope that you can help me out again
You know I get a funny feeling
Like an epidemic running through my head
Ya know I got that feeling it’s the best
Got the Zuton Fever in my head |
| » Pressure Point « |
I can’t get this pressure point outta my head,
I can’t get this pressure point outta my head,
I feel it in work ya know I feel it in bed,
I can’t get this pressure point outta my headI’ve paid all my bills and I’ve acted so well
And I ain’t been cheatin’ there’s nothin’ to tell
So why all this pressure I don’t understand
When all of my neighbours I lend them a hand
Doctor oh doctor I’m willing to learn
Why all of my bones, well they toss and they turn
Mother oh mother I’m begging you please
To rid me of madness and cure this disease
Pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure
A weary old soldier well I have become,
With all of this pressure my minds on the run
Oh maybe a change and its all for the best
Or maybe its something to get off my chest
Doctor oh doctor I’m begging you please
To rid me of madness and cure this disease
Mother oh mother I’m willing to learn
Why all of my bones well they toss and they turn
Pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure |
| » You Will You Won't « |
You will you won’t
You do you don’t
You’re saying you will but you know you won’t
You may you might
Your chest gets tight
You say you love day but you come out at night
While your thinking, thinking, thinking up a storm in you
All the things your thinking are they false are they true
You know the dipsydoodle rag, it tells no lie
But all the time your thinking, well your tricking your mind
You will you won’t
You do you don’t
You’re saying you will but you know you won’t
You may you might
Your chest gets tight
You say you love day but you come out at night
Well the devil’s standing tall on the top of the hill
Pointing down his fork and betraying your will
You gotta make decisions whether old or new
Then god comes from the heavens and he’ll say to you
You will you won’t
You do you don’t
You’re saying you will but you know you won’t
You may you might
Your chest gets tight
You say you love day but you come out at night
Well I’ve tried so hard, I’ve tried so hard
To make it right, to make it right
I’m gonna bury my thoughts and forget all my worries
Tonight
You will you won’t
You do you don’t
You’re saying you will but you know you won’t
You may you might
Your chest gets tight
You say you love day but you come out at night |
| » Confusion « |
It’s funny how it tears me apart
First it breaks your head then your heart
I should’ve loved you better
From the start
It’s chewin’ at my bones and my brains
It’s workin’ through the flesh that remains
Why can’t this feelin’ leave me…
..and just fade away?
From day one I led you on,
I’m sorry girl but I can’t stay
Things have changed they’re not the same
Now I must walk the other way
Confusion raining down from up high
And all the time you ask yourself “why?”
Why can’t you make decisions…
..can’t make up your mind
Although you’re trying hard to forget
The reason why you feel so misled
Now come on and forgive me
I’ll help you accept
From day one I led you on,
I’m sorry girl but I can’t stay
Things have changed, I’m not the same
Now I must walk the other way
From day one I led you on,
I’m sorry girl but I can’t stay
Things have changed, I’m not the same
Now I must walk the other way…home |
| » Havana Gang Brawl « |
Well the cops are at the door
And you know that they want more
They’ve got spears, made for arms
Tried to lure you with their charms
You can hear the guns outside
Watching riots with their eyes
As you move from wall to wall
Hear the siren from the gang brawl.
Line the locals one by one
Filling bullets with their guns
Are you red, or if you’re blue
‘Cos tonight their gonna find the truth
Take no prisoners today, for the future will be laid
One big city, one big town
Everyone with the same crown
Havana Gang Brawl
Havana Gang Brawl
Havana Gang Brawl
Oh where will you sleep tonight?
Oh where will you sleep tonight?
A doomed old day for engagements
They have torn up your arrangements
All the mothers, buyin’ razors
For the future will be dangerous
You try desperately to leave
But all the trains are dry for steam
All the taxis on their sides
All the planes are burnin’ bright
Only one option left, to survive or you’ll be dead
Do you hide now from the sin, or do your blazing guns begin?
All the shops are up for sale, you might make it out on bail
All the fathers shine today, making sure that son’s ok
Havana Gang Brawl
Havana Gang Brawl
Havana Gang Brawl
Oh where will you sleep tonight?
Oh where will you sleep tonight?
Oh where will you sleep tonight?
Oh where will you sleep tonight? |
| » Railroad « |
Although I’ve left you darlin’
I’ll soon be back again
That’s what I said in China
Where all the work was dead
I hope you get my letters
I’ll write them every day
I’ll soon be heading Eastwards
I’m hammering the nails
I’m working on the Railroad
I dig away the time
I’m singing to the worksong
With memories in mind
I’ll sail to Hong Kong harbour
The winds were warmer there
The sweat would roll down my back
While digging up the earth
While talking of you darling
I’d show your photograph
And point it over Westwards
Way over past the tracks
I’m working on the Railroad
I dig away the time
I’m singing to the worksong
With memories in mind
I’m working on the Railroad
I dig away the time
I’m singing to the worksong
With memories in mind…of you
I’ve saved every penny my girl
I hope that you have waited out there
For all my love when I get home
‘Cos deep down in my heart there’s a hole?
I’ve saved every penny my girl
I hope that you have waited out there
For all my love when I get home
‘Cos deep down in my heart there’s a hole?
I’ve saved every penny my girl
I hope that you have waited out there
For all my love when I get home
‘Cos deep down in my heart there’s a hole? |
| » Long Time Coming « |
Long time coming
But no-one seen it coming
Long gone then
And your heart is still running
Now you’re thinking ‘bout the times
And the things you should’ve done
Well you might as well forget it
In the end you have won
Long-gone letters
Well it makes you feel better
Now you spend your days calm
But you spend the night shattered
It’s a long time now
To be left in no doubt
It’s a long time change, do you still feel the same?
And you just can’t shake that mood
Cos’ she’s poisoned all your food
Now you’re bogged down in those blues
And you just can’t shake them loose
It’s a long time coming
It’s a long time now, to be left in no doubt
It’s a long time change, do you still feel the same
Long time coming |
| » Nightmare Part Ii « |
Last night I had a bad dream
And it blew my head away
And there was not solution
And I’ve been awake all day
And all I see is horror
And it creeps beneath my skin
And I’m knockin’ for my nightmare
But it just won’t let me in.
There were Grandma’s that were choking
And clinging to the necks
And the mothers they just lied there
While blood gushed from their heads
And the fathers they were screaming
While priests were being sick
And the vomit hit the ceiling
While the blood was running thick
And the goths all ran off naked
And the punks all started crying
And the rockers they all fainted
‘Cos there was no denying
That the hands of human nature
Had surely come to blows
And the end of earth is here
And only Jesus knows
But the fathers they were laughin’
Down the public house
And the demons they all ran in
And threw the fathers out
And they stabbed them in their bellies
And they ripped off arms and legs
But the demons started joking
And had a drink instead
But the fireman they were on strike
So they could not resolve
And the army cut the ‘phone lines
So they were not involved
And while all this was happening
I was fast asleep, with a very foolish nightmare
And memories I won’t keep
So I woke up in the morning
With an idea for a song
And I knew that this would come out
And I know it wouldn’t be long |
| » Not A Lot To Do « |
Sunday afternoon, not a lot to do
(think of all)
the places I could be, people I could meet
(life so small)
I’m watching drops of rain on my window pane
(empty streets)
And no-one knocks around no-one goes to town
(fall asleep)
I’m a-goin’ out, sick of staying in
(liveing life)
With worries on my mind, waist away the time
(the time I was gifted)
Days that I was born closed up all the doors
(so restricted)
Put my life of shame, through the window pane
(now I’m blessed)
‘Cos god created Sundays, so we could stay in
And watch the rain fall down
I lay on my bed, I feel all left out
I switch off my head
And I can live on my own and stay in all day
And watch the rain fall down
I lay on my bed, I feel all left out
I switch off my head |
| » Remeber Me « |
Well we used to be the best of friends
We used to hang around
Now I always see you and your new girlfriend
On the sunny side of town
Oh your body is the same and your face ain’t changed
But your mind ain’t where that’s at
You’re too busy hugging and a-kissin’ now
And for you that can’t be bad
But I’ve made a deal with the clouds
Gonna turn that sun into rain
So you forget about your love
Come and see me again
Oh remember me I’m your best friend
And we don’t talk no more
So if you’re in the neighbourhood
Don’t forget to knock on my door
‘Cos I’ve got to keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feelin’, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feelin’, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feelin’, keep the feeling in
Now I stand upon your path
And I’m shouting up to you
Won’t you come and give me a minute now
There’s a message here for you
Me and a couple of old school friends
We’re goin’ out to drink
You can come along but leave your girl at home
It’ll give you time to think
But you called at the last minute
Said that you were staying in
Well this is not a joke old friend
I’m a getting’ sick of this
Oh remember me when she leaves you
And you come and knock on my door
Well I can nurse your broken heart
‘Cos that’s what friends are for
‘Cos I’ve got to keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feelin’, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feelin’, keep the feeling in |
| » Dirty Dancehall « |
Well the sun grew dim and the night grew tall
Everyone’s dancin’ in the dirty dancehall
The chins did wobble, the eyes did stare
There was a sense of threat in the air
Everyone’s dancin’, feelin’ fine
But looking like Zombies, as though they’re dying
I stood alone in the darkened room
My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom
Oh the dogs and the vermin were mooching in the streets
Sniffing out the candy and the left over meat
Down in the alley a tramp falls asleep
Murdering the hooker and chops off their feet
Everyone’s dancin’, feelin’ fine
Lookingn like Zombies, as though they’re dying
I stood alone in the darkened room
My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
All the lights came on and the music stopped
Men in uniform outside on watch
The tramp waits by the bush to pounce
Woken up again by a young girl’s shout
Closing up the club, a fight breaks out
All the black mariahs were left in no doubt
One got killed another one ran
They ended up arresting an innocent man
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone’s whacked and looks like vultures |
| » Moons And Horror Shows « |
Today is a day when many fine things will come
Today is just a memory tomorrow
I know that there’s some bad things to come
But I’ll forget them all until tomorrow
The days are long and nights don’t come at all
We eat and drink and then we fall asleep
And then I dream Moons and Horror Shows
And then I’ll wake up fresh and new tomorrow
Then I dream of Moons and Horror shows
And then I’ll wake up fresh and new tomorrow
(Then I dream of Moons and Horror shows)
(And then I’ll wake up fresh and new tomorrow) |
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