LyricsStrange Kind Of Love
Hey when I found you,
You looked for all the world,
Like some cat strayed,
The same cats who languish on dustbins,
At the end of my street,
I've got a whole store of SFX,
On my bedside table,
So that when you can't go on no more,
I will still be able,
I got a whole lot of love and it's all just for you,
you know that eternally I will be true,
that's a strange kind of love,
Strange Kind of Love,
Strange Kind of Love,
Strange Kind of Love,
I was picking through Dickens,
Tattered hardbacks and stuff,
You were obviously attracted by my scent,
By my, by my hint of rough,
Time flew,
I shortly found out the workings of your mind,
You really should return back to the jungle,
Straight back, right back,
To your uncivilised kind,
A massive live favourite which was performed on stage virtually throughout the entire career of The CUD Band.
'Stange Kind of Love' first appeared on the 'When In Rome, Kill Me' LP with a live version included on the 12" and CD releases of the final single 'One Giant Love'. (The One Giant Love release comprised 2 different CD releases.)
This song was also released as a single in its own right (sort of). The independent record label Clawfist released a 7" single with Cud's rendition of The Family Cat's 'Remember What It Is That You Love', with The Family Cat's rendition of 'Strange Kind of Love' on the flip side.
Only (A Prawn in Whitby)
- A ticket please!
- Where to sir?
- Well, how does the saying go? All roads lead to Rome.
(But how does the other saying go? When in Rome, Kill Me. Hmmm.)
- Will that be a return ticket?
- No, better make this one a single....
Only you can take me there,
Say it, say it, let's catch a train to anywhere,
Only it's your usual riposte,
Only, only and the moment's lost,
My heart is such a sight obscene,
And only the rain could sanctify,
When your eyes are green my love,
The wind your tears will dry.
Only my heart still loves you,
My heart, my heart,
My heart begs just to be broke in two,
Only when that comes to pass,
Only then will I be free at last.
Only a Prawn in Whitby
It's only flesh and blood you know,
Stamping, threshing, thrashing, pumping blood you know,
You turned your hatred into an art
Stamping and thrashing all over my heart.
It was suggested in an interview that this song was written after the band had seen the superstar of pop, Morrisey while on a day trip to the seaside resort. At that time Mozza had taken a very public and militant stand for vegetarianism. However, the CUD band would have you believe they saw him sampling the fine prawns of Whitby. CUD used to talk gibberish in interviews.
Push & Shove
Bibi! She's gone. What's this? She's left the name of some nightclub on this matchbox... Amaretto di Seronno
Push & Shove,
Now I'd like to show my love.
I am sitting here with a picture of you,
Baby, oil on canvas,
And the closer it gets to looking like you,
The further it gets from a likeness,
I really don't know what to do,
And all the things you put me through,
There seems no sense in going on,
And in the words of the self same song...
Push & Shove,
Now I'd like to show my love.
I know this will sound a mite uncool,
Please be my wife,
I've spent twenty-one years on an office wall,
And you're the loveliest creature in my life,
I really don't know what to do,
And all the things you put me through,
There is no sense in going on,
And in the words of the self same song...
Push & Shove,
Now I'd like to show my love.
Oh, when we parted last year,
I was glad to see you go,
Contrived, I feigned brief tear,
And at last it seems you'll know,
I really don't know what to do,
And all the things you put me through,
There seems no sense in going on,
And in the words of the self same song...
Push & Shove,
Now I'd like to show my love.
'Push & Shove' was a live favourite. Originally released on the 'When In Rome, Kill Me' LP, it was performed live for many years thereafter.
Bibi Couldn't See
- Oh darling! Is it really you?
- (That's Bibi) Over here Bibi! (She's myopic).
Bibi Couldn't See
What's the matter with Bibi?
Bibi's got her head screwed on,
But it seems she's got it screwed on wrong,
Here she comes in her green aquascutum,
She's a walking, talking social phenomenon,
Bibi couldn't see,
What's the matter with Bibi?
Some of my friends are half oriental,
Either that or they're half mental,
And some of them are both of these,
And Bibi, she's half Japanese
Bibi couldn't see,
What's the matter with Bibi?
Has she got a wooden eye?
Has she lost her contact lens?
She can't see and wants some help,
She I help or should I go?
Bibi couldn't see,
What's the matter with Bibi?
'Aquascutum' is/was a designer label - sort of funny check material fashionable in the mid 80's along with Farahs and the like.
Hey! Wire
I still find the sight of them hurting,
You and your circus of clumsy flirting,
I should be feeling glad,
But I'm feeling kind of sad,
My mind feels ten miles high,
Ten miles below,
My heart is still hurting.
You've put a spell on me,
My heart's under lock and key,
Please don't touch me with your eyes,
I can see through your disguise,
I don't want to share your throne,
Won't you please leave this guy alone?
Hey! Don't play that trick on me,
Responsibility,
You're always cheating me,
You say you'd like another try,
Kiss goodbye that other guy,
I think there's more to this,
Than meets the eye.
Can we put an end to this fighting?,
Tears get in the way of my writing,
Smudging the subtle twist to my diction,
I wish these words were fiction,
My head, my heart, my soul, my mind,
To each other they are so unkind.
My mind feels ten miles high,
Ten miles below, ten miles below,
And my heart is still hurting.
What this song is all about,
I can't work my feelings out,
Come inside,
Kick off your shoes,
You know you've got the power,
To paint red my blues.
First and second, third and then fourth,
Then go back to first again.
Every band has a classic song that was released as a single but never appeared on any album. Nirvana had Blue, Blur had Popscene, the Manic Street Preachers have The Massess Against the Classes and Cud have THREE! - Hey! Wire, Oh No Won't Do and Purple Love Balloon (although this was included on the US release of Asquarius).
Top song this, but it sounds dated, almost a baggy Manchester sound. B-sides are 'Possession' (later included on the 'Asquarius' LP) and 'Purple Love Balloon' which was later released as a single in it's own right. But these are definitely the better versions.
Under My Hat
Well times were hard,
And money was tight,
But that doesn't mean we have to stay in at night,
Because now the summer's returned to town,
We won't let no money get us down.
Our bikes we can ride till we've left behind,
The city's noise and dead-end grind,
Lay that blanket on the ground,
Move to the groove and baby, get down.
I'll keep you under my hat,
And you and me,
We won't get wet,
When the clouds go black,
And the sky opens up,
You and me can squeeze close up.
Released as a single in 1988 and later included on the "Only You Can Take Me There" compilation.
ART!
This song hasn't got any words,
That's 'cos we've not got much to say,
But I'm not talking for this filthy lot,
Just you try and shut my mouth,
Art!
Oh, this song hasn't got any words,
Just you try and decipher them,
Wha wha where we're burrer whim,
You could never try and catch my mouth,
Art!
Punishment-Reward Relationship
I saw you at the dance last night,
That's the last line that your mother would want to hear of this song,
'Cos the things you do,
And the way that you do them,
Are the sort of things,
That make me want to sing along.
And from the look in your eyes,
I think I know your kind,
I know the clothes you wear,
Show you got a dirty mind.
Your blue dress unzipping,
Your flesh exhibiting,
My fervent delight just to rewrite this line,
I get so excited at the mention of correction,
What do you know, intervention of erection.
I maybe thought I almost died,
The way you kissed me with your beautiful eyes,
And then you say you adore my magic love,
Could have only been made by god above,
Could have only been made by god above,
You were my pupil,
I was your teacher,
You called me 'Sir',
You had me dress up like a preacher,
Did you mean to freak me out?
With your dirty mind,
Never knew you'd be that kind.
Just to rewind this night and play back the pleasure,
Was surely going to happen again for the first time,
I get so excited at the mention of correction,
What do you know, intervention of erection.
Recorded in the same '88 sessions as "Treat Me Bad", top live song too.
1.W.G.S.
To far out places in his mind he's been,
Though now the money's not too keen,
Maybe fandango now that's more his scene,
In far off pastures green,
Oh cheeky pop off the night begone,
Indulge no more upon,
The sight of such an innocent one,
Praying keep please begone.
Oh with 1.W.G.S.,
I'm asking you to take a guess,
With 1.W.G.S.,
Start to look and start to see,
What can this all mean to me?
More sheer Oscar oh than luminary,
Some things come naturally,
More venus flytrap than venus and mars,
White wings, white jet, white cars,
His correspondence answered asap,
Where on earth can they be?
Not to say he's not wishing on a star,
He just is we are.
Now listen to him, listen to him pray,
Deed emm tell him ray,
So tea and cake 'round this boy's pad,
Can leave you feeling glad,
On rope frayed he glides ???????
Bronze type buttocks ???????
For one so good,
Thins can turn out bad,
Roll on sweet jungle lad.
Included on the b-side of the'Neurotica' release (all formats).
Alison Springs
In winter she brings,
A warmth and a love,
Like the sun up above,
A warmth and a love,
In winter she brings,
Such wonderful things,
Such wonderful, wonderful, wonderful things.
Alison Springs.
In autumn she brings,
Her beauty and joy,
To lighten the heart,
Of this miserable boy,
In autumn she brings,
Such wonderful things,
Such wonderful, wonderful, wonderful things.
Alison Springs.
In the evening she brings teasing glances and pinks,
Unbranded lipstick, ridiculous kinks,
In the evening she brings such wonderful things,
Alison Springs.
In dawn's light she brings her beauty and smile,
Radical new technique to colour your cheek,
In dawn's light she brings such wonderful things,
Such wonderful, wonderful, wonderful things.
Alison Springs.
From the "When in Rome, Kill Me" LP.
Ariel
Tell me what you dream,
I heard you're scared,
We're gonna run out of steam,
Tell me what you feel inside,
I can feel your tiny teeth,
True love can never hide,
I can taste you I want to see you,
I want to make you I want to feel you,
I want to touch you say how much I,
take my heart won't you put it with yours in a safe place at the bottom of the sea,
twenty thousand leagues and the mermaids will take care of me.
The things you say and do, you say you love me and then you'll say we're through,
I'm gone beyond your wildest dreams,
It doesn't happen but then you say its true,
Sunday morning I believe its you.
I can tell when you've been,
You leave your scent like a lover unseen,
Late at night, a ghost in your arms,
Under your thumb, under your skin,
We're both held prisoner of your charms.
Included on the "Oh No Won't Do" EP, which was the first release on A& M Records. (Thanks to Kirsty for trnscribing this one.)
Backdoor Santa
They call me Backdoor Santa,
I make my rounds about the break of day,
I make a lot of little girls happy,
Wile the boys are out to play.
I ain't like ol' Saint Nick,
He don't come but once a year,
I come running around with my presents,
Every time you call me near.
I keep some change in my pocket,
In case the children are home,
I give them a few pennies so that we can be alone,
I keep the back door open,
So if anyone smells a mouse,
At the earliest sign of trouble,
There's no children in the house,
They call me Backdoor Santa,
I make my rounds about the break of day,
Beyond HAIR
Oh, I s'pose we write,
This is how we thrive,
Take me far from here,
Take me be away.
There's a rythym running through my hair,
Slipstream taking me somewhere,
Heaven used to be a pretty affair.
Promise me you'll ring,
Whispered from a state,
Touch me, breathe a sigh,
And leave me high and dry.
Originally released on the a b-side to 'Magic', Beyond HAIR later appeared on the Asquarius LP (without the capitalisation).
Bohemian Rhapsody
Yeah - that's THE Bohemian Rhasody by The Queen Band.
Cud covered this song for reasons unknown (it might have been funny at the time)
It was released in April 1990 on an Anti-Poll Tax Record named "Alvin Lives (In Leeds), Anti Poll Tax Trax".
Brain On A Slow Train
My mind's lost in the maze of your mind,
I'm caught between my nose and your thighs,
Push ahead, don't stand in line,
?????????????
Your taste serpentine.
My brain has taken a slow train,
All aboard, All aboard,
My brain has taken a slow train,
My senses gone, my senses gone.
Some sister sex and and cold margeritas,
Silk Cuts and roll-ups, I prefer something sweeter,
??????? and lips(?) of my lychees,
Can't get enough of the taste of your raspberries.
The summer's gone, but there's still time for tripping,
Lazily breathing and funky back flipping,
You told me you loved me, you worked on a farm,
Into the night, hot, cold and warm.
All Aboard!
From the "Leggy Mambo" LP, featured a harmonica which was played by a relative of one of the band (can't remember which).
Brand Name Skin
There'll come a time,
When the feeling will divorce you,
Well mind there's no words to describe you,
Did you want me and you dress me in brand name skin,
Oh, monsters within,
I guess I'm equal first,
As the cause of all your sins,
From the moon I can see,
A thousand taxis,
Doesn't quite have the scene.
You were lonely and in the mood,
For volunteering,
So in a rocket ship through the stars,
You went careering,
Did you want me and you dress me in brand name skin,
Oh, monsters within,
I guess I'm equal first,
As the cause of all your sins,
Make your way now with haste,
Towards the airlock,
On your knees you reach the door in,
Before the time's up,
Did you want me and you dress me in brand name skin,
Voice stolen, monsters within,
Striking while the iron's hot,
Tear off my brand name skin.
One of the several million songs recorded during the Showbiz sessions, Brand Name Skin appears on the CD release of 'Neurotica'.
Carl's 115th Coach Trip Nightmare
A lone tree stood alone in it's field, two men met under it's branches,
They talked they smoked, spoke about old days,
They laughed but threw suspicious glances,
The precedent's unknown,
I don't want to sleep alone.
I can't find a reason,
I can't find no rhyme,
To live alone in the season,
The sordid mantle mine.
I was one of those of men,
The other had turned both against us,
I've known him for years and years and years,
But now he fought against us in crisis.
The precedent's unknown,
I don't want to sleep alone.
The meeting over I fled,
Back to my girl and my waiting wife,
We reflected, we refracted,
We spoke of our civilised lives.
With reluctance, smoked relaxants,
And off to her marital bed,
I'm quite sure I've never seen,
A mattress so tainted and corrupted,
The precedent's unknown,
I don't want to sleep alone.
From the "Leggy Mambo" LP. The title is a dodgy pun, mimicking the title of Bob Dylan's "115th Nervous Breakdown".
Do It Again
No lyrics come to mind immeadiately
full lyrics to follow.
From the b-side of the "Through The Roof" single release.
Don't Bank On It
People say that if it's sick, Well, talk to me... Catch gets me down that Essex walk, La, la, la, la.... Then into town Too fat from town, I love it, hate it. In that age Social workers scared about
From the Peel Sessions. Recorded in the same session were a version of "You're The Boss" and "Everybody Works So Hard".
Doubting Thomas
I wanna take you down,
To the seedy end of town,
Dodgy goods proliferate,
Make our management frown,
But there's fruity booty,
That I'll spend on you and me,
Let's pray that he's got something for us,
But don't you know there's no doubting Mr. Thomas,
I got a letter a young lady wrote,
When I get my beautiful leopard-skin coat,
Fake fur and leather and I said in my note,
'Cos Mr. Thomas he always gets my vote,
'Cos it's groovy retail,
Something he got wholesale.
On Friday
When there's rubber there,
You'll see the world
I'll only wear a fur if it hasn't been killed,
Shhh, he'll give me earache.
From the b-side of the "Through The Roof" single release.
Down Down
This version of the Status Quo classic was recorded as a contribution
to the NME compilation Ruby Trax.
The basic premise was that selected artists were asked to record their versions
of former number ones.
Ride covered Kraftwerk's The Model, The House of Love contributed their version of
Rock You Baby (a freak hit by some one-hit-wonder artist). Vic Reeves contributed Vienna, (despite the fact that the song
only made it to number two). The Fall covered The Legend of Xanadu.
Down The Plug
Take me away from here,
I just want for you to hold me,
While my hands stop my head from exploding,
Will it ever stop?
That innocent system glug, glug, glug
It goes down,
But I'm sure we'll see it again.
Well I've seen anger,
And I've seen pain,
And I'll see them both below on Saturday again.
Down The Plug,
Round in ugliness,
Soon comes forgetfulness,
And words of thoughtfulness.
Through a smoky haze,
I can see you eyes ablaze,
Our love was oh so strong,
Wondering what went wrong,
Through a heaving throng,
I make a rush headlong,
I stumble at your feet,
I lie in a crumpled heap,
And then in a flash,
What was once concealed,
Now seems to me to be perfectly revealed.
Aah, Aah.
Down the Plug.
There was a beauty rare,
It was a garden fair,
It filled the air with a song,
Until the day you came along,
You trampled far and wide,
and caution died
Your feat lost technique,
mankind
And then in a flash,
What was once concealed,
Seems to me to be perfectly revealed.
Easy
It's Easy,
I don't know what the fuss is all about,
I climb the highest mountain shout it out,
I love you, I love you,
Easy, Easy, Easy,
It's so Easy.
You send me,
The cityscape sky a purple haze,
You can make the sunshine of a brain tease,
I love you, I love you,
Crazy, Crazy, Crazy,
It's so Crazy.
You thrill me,
Shivers down my spine they almost kill me,
Now I know the reason why you thrill me so,
I love you, I love you,
Thrill me, thrill me, thrill me,
It's so Easy.
From the "Asquarius" LP.
Living In The Past
Cud recorded this version of a Jethro Tull Song (fortunately, no flute solo appears in the Cud Bacd version)
Go to the Jethro Tull Homepage if you need more details.
Eau Water
It's so cool,
It's so cool and I love it too,
Oh it's so cool, I want to plunge into you,
Eau Water
I want to drink,
I want to drink, some of you,
I want to taste,
I want to taste, some of you,
Undiluted I want to taste some of you,
Eau Water
In the sea, in the sea,
Naked that's how I 'd like to be,
I'd like to feel you, naked against me,
I'd like to feel you against me,
Eau Water
Raucous live, Eau Water was performed many time before it was finally released, firstly on the "Leggy Mambo" LP and then re-recorded, unplugged and skiffle-style for the b-side of the "Once Again" single release.
Epicurean's Answer
The stoic frowns and knits his brow,
The censor wants to stop us,
The critic hates my guileless prose,
My simple modern opus,
My cheerful, unaffected style,
Is everyman in his humour,
My candid pen narrates his joys,
Refusing to philosophise,
Epicurean, Epicurean, Epicurean, Epicure-ran,
Seek out the man who only knows,
Of love and naked pleasure,
Is he the man who would oppose,
The love of two together,
All hail the greek philosopher,
The great arch unsophisto,
Love is my life's only goal,
The cool cat epicuro,
Freedom from guilt I say,
Do as thou wilt that's what I pray,
Let's conquer senility,
With exploding virility,
And don't believe when your politicians,
Propagandise lazily,
Dont believe when the media,
journalizes hazily.
From the "When in Rome, Kill Me" LP.
ESP
Those numbers never rang true,
With me, I put it down,
To the gift of telepathy,
Kinda feels like information ferocity,
My mind ios a hive to hypocrisy,
Kind feels like ESP.
Turn a page in the book of my company,
Sinking feeling kitchen anatomy,
Sneaking around with my visual capacity,
A bathroom drama looming ahead of me.
Feeling round - pulling down,
Hearing sound, never giving ground,
Like a raven hound, never duty bound,
You'd be in darkness found,
And I'd be in pleasure wound.
Don't tell me darling,
What you want from me,
Surprises supplied by ESP.
From the "Showbiz" LP.
Everybody Works So Hard
We're the only band in Leeds,
Who don't smoke spliff,
We don't want to live in a land of if,
Everybody in this band has got to work hard,
'Cos if they don't me and William will give them their cards.
Everybody works so hard,
Everybody works so very damn hard.
Sitting in every night and day,
William's always shopping, jobs to do,
You'd better get an appointment,
Because he might not have time for you.
Stevie see here works on a farm,
Making sure the animals don't come to any harm,
He's the only one of us who still smokes dope,
But there's hope,
You know there's still hope.
Mr. Dedicated pays our way,
The Listening Bank has this to say,
Half a grand, and that's your lot,
I'll see you boys on Top of the Pops,
Martine says they've got to learn,
The less you work, the more you earn,
'Cos I'm slack and watch Cadfael,
Smoke three hundred fags a day.
I've left little Mikey to the last first,
But that doesn't mean he's the worst,
You never know compared to the rest,
He might quite possibly be the best.
Find It
I turn my eyes to lunatic skies,
Oh when destruction, sunrise and morning empty,
Out my head,
I woke to find something to follow,
Something to find,
Something I borrowed,
Each day I wait,
They used to wait on me.
Find It!
I've got to find it,
Maybe behind it, there's someplace for me.
Find It! Find it! Find in me.
I need release from wanting you to satisfy me,
Enough today,
The time is too near when I'll be gone away,
Wearing a collar of white crimson,
Dresssed in a long black wedding gown,
I've got to find the answer on my own.
Another of the several million songs written and recorded during the Showbiz sessions. Appeared on the b-side of the "Sticks & Stones" single release.
Gimme Shelter (with Sandie Shaw)
Cud teamed up with Eurovision songstress Sandie Shaw to record a cover of this song for a charity release. A number of acts recorded versions of the Rolling Stones' "Gimme Shelter". Proceeds from the record went to the Shelter charity for the homeless.
Heart
What did I say that made you went away?
Oh fool, once more false start,
My, my, my, my, my foolish heart.
Heart, you're a very small word,
And her story makes good history,
So full of pain it's absurd,
So full of adventure and mystery
Heart, is it true what we've heard,
Is it true that you've been there?
Heart breaks first, second and third,
Love must surely be somewhere.
Heart, it's been a very long time,
Can't you see that we've missed you?
Without you there's no reason or rhyme,
I've known people who don't even know you,
Heart, you can stay all this time,
There's room if you want to,
We need you more than ever before,
There is so much good that you can do.
Heart knocking at my door,
Looking for understanding,
Heart crying out for more,
You're just so very demanding,
Heart, is it true what we've heard,
Is it true that you've been there?
Heart breaks first, second and third,
Love must surely be somewhere.
From the "Leggy Mambo" LP.
Hey! Boots
There is no use pretending anymore,
That he didn't really know the score,
Questions asked and doubts arose,
He should've seen beyond his nose,
Should've realised we were all in cahoots with Hey Boots,
Hey! Boots Hey!
When brothers and friends began to fight,
He tried to steer clear of nonsense strife,
Tried to change his name to but and win,
????????? I intended to win,
Should've realised we were all in cahoots with Hey Boots,
Hey! Boots Hey!
Are they legal or are they forbade?
Heaven knows we were all in cahoots with Hey Boots,
From the "Leggy Mambo" LP.
I Reek of Chic
Dres me up, wave me round,
Raise my flag before the standard's really down,
Tie me up, strap me down,
Spill my drinks, don't care what anyone thinks,
When I'm in town.
I deplore the bores,
Who want to take our worlds away,
Fawning little creeps,
Who want to colour our world grey.
Please don't stop my bottlejob,
I'll reek of chic tomorrow,
Positively reek of chic,
Positively stinking chic now.
Stand and stare, headlights glare,
People dislocating when we go most anywhere,
Nostrils moist, spoilt for choice,
We bring red to our jaded cheeks,
Give the finger with our voice.
The most notorious form of flattery is contempt,
Lordy, I declare my hair is so very unkempt.
From the "Showbiz" LP.
I've Had It With Blondes
I was a teenage stamp collector,
I'd lay on my back and you'd stamp on my face,
And in the towns where I live,
There's stamp collectors all over the place,
I never said your dress was saggy,
That I thought your tights were baggy,
But I kept in mind,
Your intellect I felt in kind,
I know you've already been told,
But let me say it again,
Let me say it one more time,
Things Get Worse When You Get Older,
This might sound like a whole load of cack,
But just wait till the guys from Planet X get back,
7AM July 5th 1998,
But don't hold your breath expectorate,
How could I have been stupid enough,
To have placed my faith in someone so devoid of love,
It seems the time I spent with you could have been time better employed,
When all my life shared with you was a totally void.
Originally recorded in June 1988, this song was re-recorded for inclusion on "When In Rome, Kill Me".
A live favourite too, "I've Had It With Blondes" was often the last song the band played, Carl, William and Mike leaving the stage drenched in feedback and with Steve still pounding away on his drums.
Juicy Eureka
Juicy Eureka lives on her own,
Riding the road in her mobile home,
Reading the weather, watching the clouds,
Teling the birds off for singing too loud.
Juicy, juicy sourpuss Eureka
You're such a pretty girl,
You're such a sourpuss Eureka,
You know you've got all the time in the world.
Juicy Eureka cries in the night,
Wakes up the bed bugs, up with a fright,
And having this, never stops yearning,
Something's are never too late for learning.
A b-side of the "Neurotica" single release.
Lola
I met her in a club down in old Soho,
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola,
See-oh-el-aye cola,
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance,
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola,
El-oh-el-aye Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Well I'm not the world's most physical guy,
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine,
Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola.
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand,
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man,
Well we drank champagne and danced all night,
Under electric candlelight,
She picked me up and sat me on her knee,
And said dear boy won't you come home with me,
Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy,
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola,
I pushed her away,
I walked to the door,
I fell to the floor,
I got down on my knees,
Then I looked at her and she at me,
Well that's the way that I want it to stay,
And I always want it to be that way for my Lola.
Well I left home just a week before,
And I'd never ever kissed a woman before,
But Lola smiled and took me by the hand,
And said dear boy I'm gonna make you a man.
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls,
It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola,
Cud covered this Kinks classic.
Look On Up At The Bottom
Lately you feel so insecure,
Since you had a very bad affair,
And now your acting immature,
To hide the hurt you felt,
Look on down, so far down,
Now when you turn around,
Look on up at the bottom,
Look on down at your love,
Look on up now.
You warm your hands in empty pockets,
Where is the good life that you knew?
You took a back seat now don't knock it,
Well no one remembers you.
B-side of "One Giant Love".
L.O.P.H.E.
I want to fly,
I want to paraglide.
I want to do,
The things that I love,
I want to be,
In sunny France,
With the sand below and the sky above,
We'll find our drink in the seas and our food in the trees,
If I see another pizza,
The quality of life is so much better here,
Even Johnny Pill he thinks so,
And I'd rather drink wine than I'd rather drink beer,
L.O.P.H.E.!
Je t'adore le bicyclette,
Je t'adore l'amour,
Je sortis au Cote d'Azur,
??????????????? j'adore,
Je me sens anonyme,
Dans la ville automatique,
?????????????? lundi,
Nous avons vacances,
??????????????????
translation:
I love you, the little bicycle,
i love you, love,
I'm going out to the Cote d'Azur,
???????? I love,
I feel anonymous,
In the automatic town,
Something about Monday,
We're having a holiday,
??????????????
B-side of The Robinson Crusoe EP.
A big "thank you!" to Leanne for having a stab at transcribing and translating the French.
Love In A Hollow Tree
She's the chief toast in town,
When the others are gone she's still around,
Butter wouldn't melt in her mouth,
And cheese would probably choke her,
Love in a hollow tree,
If he'd be hanged he'll come hopping
If she'd be drowned she'll come dropping
Love in a hollow tree.
I'm so full of love, I'm fit to burst,
You make me drunk enough,
But I still have a thirst,
My goodness, what's going out?
Won't you stop give me a clue to what it's all about?
Love in a hollow tree,
She's so sweet, toasted almonds,
I want to dress you all up in polka dot salmon.
Aha! Top song this, good live too.
Love Mandarin
My shirt still smells of the perume that you wear,
And my comb still holds your hair,
Who says that it's by my desire?
My heart still burns like a raging fire,
You've always looked your loveliest,
When you're lonely,
And I've always looked my best,
When I'm lost,
You put your arms around me,
And lied that you loved me,
Oh but you tasted to delicious and sweet,
I love you.
Put your love to the test,
Pick your fruit at it's ripest,
And despite all my dreams were delicious extremes,
I love you.
The dance of an actress,
Needlecraft of a seamstress,
One glance in the dark left such a deep mark,
Deep into rapture,
Oh the oilpaint can't capture,
The art of a Rembrandt,
Tone of a descant,
Temperament willing,
Your touch is so thrilling,
Sweet butterfly kisses,
So many near misses,
I love you.
A Leggy Mambo track. An accoustic version was also released.
Magic
It's magic when you hold in your arms,
A girl that can take you to other realms,
It's magic when you meet in your dreams,
A girl who can burst all of your trouser seams.
It's magic when you find on your tongue,
A taste that reminds of when you where young,
It's magic when you hold in your arms,
A girl that loves you,
A girl that told you,
That she,
Loves you.
It's tragic when the girl of your dreams,
Runs off with a guy who's not what he seems,
You reach with your arms and find no-one there,
Standing all of the time with your hands in the air,
It's tragic when you're alone in bed,
With no companion but the needle and thread,
It's tragic when love comes to and end.
It's sad,
When love comes to an end.
Single release and included on the 'Leggy Mambo' LP. A big indie hit and subsequently included on several indie compilations. The song was also re-mixed in preparation for a 'Best Of' compliation project which was shelved on the band's split.
Magic Alex
And if you ever don't expect,
Your specials effects to effect,
I feel it's not too circumspect to expect,
A call from a Mr. Magic Alex,
A certain man called Alex.
I tell you something I've found,
I keep my feet on the ground,
Something duty bound,
There's always someone to say,
That you changed since the day before yesterday.
And if you're the type who's inclined,
Yo wine, dine and dilly-dally,
I'm sure you're the kind,
To share some time with my Aunt Sally,
A certain Mrs. Sally,
And if you've ever felt the need,
But you've been finding it hard to remember,
I know you truly indeed,
Require the service from a friend of mine, Emma,
A very good friend of mine called Emma.
From the "Asquarius" LP.
Make No Bones
Make absolutely no bones about it.
Manchester
This is the story,
The Imaginary story,
This is the story of the voice of the world,
This is a story that must be told,
But I don't know where to begin,
Take it from me this boy's on the level,
He's got a rudimentary sense of wordplay,
He's got a torn and tattered first edition of George Kay,
Are you a 'ployer', or are you a 'player'?
Where would we be now?
If we came from Manchester town?
It was two years ago,
When my story begins,
When a voice sought me out,
And I started to sing,
I screamed at the foe "Won't you give me a hand?
We speak the same language but I don't understand",
I've always known the why's,
But I've never known the how,
And there's an awful lot of where,
For that particular sacred cow,
A man I'm on good terms with says "the staff are all handpicked",
Seems to be common knowledge that the editor is arse-licked.
Where would we be now?
If we came from Manchester town?
I don't want to linger any longer,
I'm a write write writer, not a wrong wrong wronger,
I don't want to linger any longer,
I'm a sing sing singer not a song song songer.
Where would we be now?
If we came from Manchester town?
This song was never actually officially released, but was performed live and captured on video for the "When at Home, Film Me" release on Jettisoundz. It seemed bizarre at the time that a Cud video was released on Jettisoundz who were more interested in punk and rockabilly stuff. but there you go, takes all sorts.
The 'Editor' in question in the editor of the NME.
'Voice of the World' is the motto of Orange amplification, amp of choice for Mike Dunphy.
"George Kay" is the lyric rhyming catalogue used by Carl!
The 'particular sacred cow' is a reference to Manchester-band The Inspiral Carpets who used a cow as their logo.
Marjorie
I can see her in my street,
Well have you been smelling wear I've been?
I wanna deal with her arrival,
Marjorie!
You're the one that I can help awake,
Please send me to my scene.
Play ing with the pleasure of your leisure,
Sweet pieces to my bed.
full lyrics to follow (or possibly not, have you heard this song?)
My Keyhole Don't Keep Secrets Anymore
Shakin' his old stuff,
Well you knew it was never enough,
He'd rather be shakin' yours,
If you tickle his fancy you'll find it too rough,
Our keyholes don't keep secrets anymore.
Snoopy knows, because Snoopy sees,
What people show, above their knees,
We didn't think his operation strange,
And Magic Alex is not his name,
We're shopping his stuff oh yeah,
In the corner of your eyes,
You'll find him there,
Our keyholes don't keep secrets anymore.
And what about me I hear you say, Well just what happened on that odious day, When his sister stayed and came back for more, And at 4am he was found at my door, Well, I guess you could say our keyholes don't keep secrets anymore.
And he's got a pigeon,
That is of his own,
He sees his own beliefs,
He's only got himself to please.
My Need To Hurry
I need you in a vacuum,
Want to feel you where there's no room,
Talk in whispers don't waste the volume,
I need to love you true,
Whatever you do, love me too....
I'm sorry if I try too boldly,
It's just that you don't see the need that I see to hurry,
Some have been so cold and lonely,
Drop the fool and be my, be my one and only.
I need your heart of crystal,
Touch and feel me slow and dismal,
Apollo stories, that's what you said now,
I need to love you true,
Whatever you do, love me too....
I'm the victim of unnatural forces,
My dreams are fraught with wild horses,
Give me one more chance to get the message through,
I need to love you true,
Whatever you do, love me too....
This song is found on the flip-side of "Sticks & Stones" single.
Neurotica
I can see let me through your skin,
When you hold it up against the light,
Please don't blame it on the moon again,
Pleasures navigate the night,
Stretched like a yawn and gaping,
Greet me with the coming dawn,
Treasures I can't stop escaping,
Frisky little thunder storm.
Spread my bed and punish me,
Torment me with your sorrow,
Lacerate me, lacerate me,
Don't try to mask your sores,
Engulf me in a siege of flesh,
You draw a gun, you open doors,
Beckoning a violent death,
I'm afriad you're not,
I trust your feelings are oh so right,
Our friend insomnia has many lines to write tonight.
I fail I lapse into this style,
When I grapple with your smile,
I hash attempts to reconcile,
When I grapple with that smile.
Take me in your scarlet hands,
And bless me with your vorpal sword,
Such a delicious arrival makes for,
Such a bitter sweet concord,
Your face is wracked with tiny aches,
Remnants of tomorrows schemes,
Still until the dazzle breaks sleep,
And catch the thread of dreams.
First song from the 'Showbiz' LP to be released as a single. It scraped into the UK top 40 at 37. B-sides included '1.W.G.S.' and 'Juicy Eureka' and a (ahem) 'dance remix' of the lead track.
Carl revealed in an interview with
the N.M.E. that the lyrics had been inspired by the book "The Story of O".
No Smoking
There are three things that matter to me in this life,
Sex, money and you uh-huh!
I don't believe in love,
I just believe in treating people right.
I guess you can dance,
You're not gonna dig this,
I don't think I fancy your chances,
You're faced with a failure,
You're no baby blessed,
And I'm tired of all your advances,
And if you don't know that by now,
I don't know how.
Love is afraid of there being no one there,
Love is a warming each other against the cold night air,
Staving off the most inevitable,
In this day and age I think that's quite incredible.
The final song on the "Asquarius" album.
Not Exactly D.L.E.R.C.
Are you really as far out as she is in,
How come you're always finishing,
When the others begin?
When you're in view,
You're really out of sight,
you definitely will when the other ones might.
Not Exactly D.L.E.R.C.
Your hands fit mine so comfortably,
Your lips are spectaular,
Your love so molecular.
Not Exactly D.L.E.R.C.
There's a kind of light at the end of the day,
There's a kind of time when there's nothing to say,
The day is long when it's without a song,
Leggy Mambo proton copy, you know it ain't wrong,
Not Exactly D.L.E.R.C.
Your lips fit mine so comfortably,
Your love so molecular,
Your lips are spectaular.
Not Exactly D.L.E.R.C.
In the year of our lord, 1869,
Was brought into the world a good friend of mine,
The state that I'm finding, it seems so astounding,
I hope you like this bubble-car I'm driving around,
Not Exactly D.L.E.R.C.,
Your hips fit mine so comfortably,
Your lips are spectaular,
Your love so molecular,
Not Exactly D.L.E.R.C.
Heavy on the percussion for this track from the "Leggy Mambo" LP.
Perhaps the most oft-asked question about Cud is "What does D.L.E.R.C. stand for? According to William Potter, DLERC is not exactly the initials of a girl Carl was seeing and the song is not exactly about her.
So now you know.
Not Necessarily Evil
I'm the kind of guy who gets shook up far too easily,
I'm that kind of guy and I've been indescribably blue,
I'm the kind of guy who loves a bossanova baby,
I'm the kind of guy who could get hung up on you.
I'm a groovy guy who's far and away the brightest star,
Up in the sky shining down on you,
I'm the kind of guy who's not disposed to reason,
I'm the kind of guy who could get hung up on you.
And I'm not necessarily evil,
Don't look to me for a reason,
It's not the time or the season,
An ordered life's gonna mean grief and strife,
And I guess I'm too much for that even.
I'm the kind of guy who's been taking a vacation,
For most of my life, it's what I'm trained to do,
I'm the kind of guy who's shy of all vocation,
I'd rather spend my time, catching up with you.
I'm the kind of guy who feels like he's on a mission,
I don't know the reason why and I don't know what to do,
I'm the kind of guy who's immune to all derision,
I'm the kind of guy who could get hung up on you.
A track on the "Showbiz" album.
Now
Now is the time and the time is now,
When we can find our slack make the clocks go slow,
Prick up your lazy ears,
For the time is now,
Now is the time and the time is now,
Smash the clocks and throw away the key,
Kick off your cuban heels,
Come fly with me.
Now is the time,
So don't delay.
Now is the time and the time is now,
When we can find our slack make the clocks go slow,
Prick up your lazy ears,
For the time is now,
Now is the time and the time is now,
For our children to ask for the world,
If that's unreasonable,
Demand
the impossible.
Now is the time and the time is now,
Just take care,
Your candle's burning low
Strip off your something gear,
No room for illusions here.
A "Leggy Mambo" track.
Cud's Ode To Christmas Joy (Weirdy Beardy)
Sant, Santa, Santa,
You're so weird,
With your big red nose,
And your frizzy white beard,
Sant, Santa, Santa,
You're so weird,
Stephen don't eat meat,
He don't play drums in his bare feet,
Stephen eats lots of bananas,
manana, banana, manana, banana.
William, William, William, Oh William,
Why are you so efficient?
With your rigid tempo,
And your facts so magnificient?
He likes his herrings pickled,
And his salmon smoked,
He's a groovy guy we'd like to strap him on.
Oh howay man, with Mike you don't trifle,
If you do you might get it in the eyeful,
His favourite programme is Byker Grove,
Hark! I hear the sound of his musical trademark.
It's all happenin' on Christmas Eve,
That's when Santa's gonna freak you out,
He's comin' down your chimney man... etc...
Oh No Won't Do
I've killed a man in Madagascar,
Folks round here call me private enterprise,
I've hired rooms,
What do you mean?
I've built reactors,
The only way to make my heart beat faster,
I crashed a bus in Buenos Aires,
Lost four lives in dangerous cities,
They're neither right nor wrong,
My friends and me cause all your miseries.
Leave a strain in her matter,
Dressed in lurex,
To sell marijuana,
I've poisoned fish in Santiago,
I wind folks up,
See how far they go.
You've no grounds to complain,
I'm just doing the best that I can.
In East Anglia,
Flown a dozen,
Makes folks angrier,
Slash and burn in Montevideo
It's the only solution that they know.
The first single release after the move to A&M, 'Oh No Won't Do' was the opening song on a four-track EP. The other songs were 'Ariel', 'Profession' and 'Price of Love'. The EP failed to trouble the UK single chart.
The 12" release allegedly came with a set of postcards, although my copy didn't include anything except the round, black, plastic thing.
Once Again
Once again I'm gonna make it plain,
I'm much happier with you again,
They say it's the thought that counts,
Your feelings are like cheques that bounce,
I've said before I should be glad,
I'll say it again 'cos I'm feeling sad.
I was lying, I told the truth,
But I was lying,
I thought I knew what you wanted me to say,
But I was lying, I told the truth,
But I was lying.
I don't know what you'll think when you hear me say,
That it's the very first time I've felt this way,
It cuts me up that we;ve come to this,
It's your turn to want, I want another kiss,
the longer this situation persists,
I know your critics will glow,
And if they don't come and change soon honey,
You know I'll change my vote.
It feels so all-consuming,
It's a hunger so consuming,
You've started life inside of me.
Once again I'm gonna make it plain,
I'm much happier with you again,
I'm scared of the way you make me feel,
And I'm always wondering if you love me still,
Tell me how you dream,
I'd like to rip your heart out at it's seams.
Tell me how you feel,
Do you love me still?
Single release, taken from the 'Asquarius' LP.The single version was slightly different, with a new guitar solo. Other tracks on the release included accoustic versions of Eau Water (complete with kazoo solo) and Soul Food. There was also a version of 'Day By Day' from the musical 'Godspell'.
One Giant Love
I wore my finest lace and at whirlwind pace,
Got lost in outer space,
I found the perfect place,
And it's close to you,
Moist against my face.
How'd I find you that's what I asked you,
Did they warn you I'd love to love you?
Clouds will part revealing,
Heavenly host from above,
I can't help the feeling,
It's gonna be One Giant Love.
I should be trusted least,
With the finest beast,
Took the highway east,
I asked direction where,
I'd find the market square,
And sell my donkey there.
That's when I saw him a villianous grin,
He didn't mean to look the taddiest keen,
Empty-handed but for one magic bean.
Thou hast nought to fear,
For though I love you dear you really don't come near,
I've been unkind to you, but what else can I do?
For if in love not true,
This has undone me, make my love clumsy,
I've made a mountain from a lovebite again,
And after all this can we sill be friends?
Single Release, the last ever Cud Band single which failed to chart. Damn the record buying public!
The various formats released included live tracks, 'Look On Up At The Bottom' and 'Find It'.
Pink Flamingo
I remember a girl,
Like a flamingo
She caked and fill,
Wherever the wind blow,
Legs made of candy
The wind was our only friend,
her kiss was ever so lovely,
But now I'm just waiting for my hear to mend,
It's so much a world direction,
What do you know?
I never seem to know,
This is an alarming impression.
I know of a girl,
Who walks like a flamingo,
She wore the cheap scent,
Of dewberry.
I'm gonna see her tomorrow,
Gonna taste thos lips so....
Always ex-directory,
The wind was our only friend.
Slack oozed from her pores,
Like molten jelly,
I'm gonna see her tomorrow,
I'm sorry that I never ever told her so,
The phallus was our only friend.
An "Asquarius" track.
Plantation Island
Plantation Island was the b-side to 7" issue of the Robinson Crusoe single. It was an instrumental version of 'Remember What It Is That You Love'.
Possession
Oh, you're a scream,
Yes I'm a dreamer,
Rampaging devotion,
In cahoots with emotion,
Isabel,
Isabella Once,
The bluer eyes beseech me,
The greener eyes can teach me,
The browner eyes of Ishmael,
Under blue skies you reach me.
I can't help this obsession,
Make me your posession,
A simple object lesson,
Could be your expression.
First appeared as a b-side to "Hey! Wire". It had a spooky feel with a low humming bass part and an itchy, , scratchy, echoey guitar part.
Re-recorded in a more conventionally, rock-style for the "Asquarius" LP.
Purple Love Balloon
The first time that I saw you,
You were running scared,
You assured me,
Your clothes were making chase,
Your mouth was making shapes before me,
The second time you touched me,
Your hands sent ripples through me,
You're one in a million, take me home,
Make dragons fly, make dragons roam,
You're one in a million,
And I will see you soon,
I want to take you high in my...
Purple Love Balloon.
The second time you touched me,
Your hands went running through me,
It was white so I could find me,
the second time you loved me,
the dragon was inside me,
I want to take you high,
In my Purple Love Balloon,
I want to thumb a ride,
In my Purple Love Balloon,
I want to make you fly,
In my Purple Love Balloon.
First released as a b-side to Hey! Wire in 1989. Released as single in its own right in December 1993 and subsequently included on the US release of the Asuarius LP. The 12" version also included the Cud rendition of The Family Cat's "Remember What It Is That You Love". It reached 27 in the UK single charts.
I seem to vaguely remember that Brett Anderson, lead singer of Suede, was reviewing the singles
for the NME in the week that was PLB released. he hated it with a passion of course. he said it
was everything that a record shouldn't be. he called it a 'stupid, novelty record'.
Price of Love
You kiss one girl, you kiss another,
You kiss them all, but you won't recover,
That's The Price of Love,
Can you pay the tears and pain?
The Price of Love
A cover of an old Everly Brothers Song.
Prime Cut
Twenty things I hope you never know,
When he hears how much I know,
You and me and how I came to love you so,
My sweet pretty Autumn rose,
Seven times three is twenty-one,
Seven plus three is ten,
I wanna have fun with you again.
I still can't believe that there's four between us,
When there's only nine between one and ten,
And I won't believe that there's nothing for us,
We neither know our ying and yang from our yen,
I've got more than one thousand four hundred and nineteen,
Copyright-free illustrations of birds,
And I wouldn't even begin to blame you,
If you find my clear obsession obsurd.
I still can't believe that there's four between us,
When there's only nine between one and ten,
And I won't believe that there's nothing for us,
We neither know our ying and yang from our yen,
Who was it who said something about seven,
Pythagarous has never beaten my fear of heaven,
Well I'd rather have my cake and eat it.
Seven times three is twenty-one,
Seven plus three is ten,
Twenty-one and ten is thirty-one,
Three and one again,
I don't care much for symmetry,
Something about numerology
A B-side to the 'Through The Roof' release.
(Technically there's only eight between one and ten.)
Profession
I won't work nine-to-five,
That's my profession,
It's not the way I want to live my life,
That's my lesson,
And being friends with you is just too much work for me.
When I see a hippy I just want to beat him up,
When I was younger ????????,
Cross-refraternisation,
It's the word the boss will say when he don't want to pay,
And when I hear it now I get a queasy sensation,
You and me ????????,
Silky slips and fingertips,
But I don't want to earn an honest day,
It's just a heavy trip,
I don't mean to diss work,
But I won't to do your peace work.
I make registration, just to tempt the fates,
Guaranteed that you mother hates me,
And I'll keep it up,
'Cos nothing grates like peace work,
??????????????
One of the four tracks on the "Oh No Won't Do" EP.
Remember What It Is That You Love
Remember what it is that you hate,
Keeping off of stuff that helps you concentrate,
Remember what it is that you love.
Remember what it is that you need,
Keep away from thye spikes that make your fingers bleed,
Remember what it is that you hate,
Coming up face to face you must never hesitate.
Remember what it is that you like,
Point the punches that you leave you lying flat on your back,
Remember what it is that you had,
Keep yourself in control,
Keep the good from the bad,
Tell me what makes you chill,
Is is my hair, my charms, the clothes that I wear?
Tell me what you say in bed,
Is it the truth or something harder to say?
A Family Cat song. Cud and The Family Cat toured together in 1992, it was meant to be a double-headliner bill, but Cud played headline slot most nights. The Family Cat had a fairly major hit with "Steamroller" and critical praise was heaped on "Furthest From The Sun", the album that followed.
Cud recorded this song, The 'Cat recorded a version of "Strange Kind of Love", the results were put out as a double A-side single on Clawfist records.
Rich & Strange
I'm never fed up,
Because I'm made up,
Head full of loose change,
Because I'm rich and strange.
Holy moses, here we go again,
Headlong into some crazy scheme,
Success no more a pipe dream,
You must remember how,
Wow is to wow,
And a kiss is just too much.
From the cellar of my house comes a bellowing,
It's the tired and lonely tigers that I've kept there,
I can't imagine who the landlord's expecting,
They've been in their since June last year,
You must remember when,
You loved me like a friend,
You must remember that,
I'm fat but I know where it's at,
And a kiss would be too much baby, let's get out of this town.
Rich & Strange is the first track on the Asquarius album, and was also released as a single.
It registered Cud's highest chart position of 24 in April '93.
The 12" single release included "The House That Cud Built", a cardboard cut-out and build house designed by Glyn Dillon.
Robinson Crusoe
Every Tuesday Friday spied him,
Wriggling round on a triangular mound,
Let me teach you justice economics,
Shillings and pence,
You know it don't make no sense,
How can you sell me sky with no rain?
They're not of you however much you claim,
Please don't let the colour of my skin,
Flavour your culinary coq-au vin.
Vigour, vim and a perfect trim,
It made him one sunny gym,
I'd really like to be more than an arm's throw,
Away from Mr. Robinson Crusoe.
Friday's daily dose of opiates,
Are my concious liberates,
So in punishment I sent him down,
To a bamboo prison in a bamboo town,
Friday's puzzled looking old,
He really can't tell what he's done wrong,
Look Mr. Crusoe,
Why punish yourself for an indulgence in bliss?
Ski Bum
I see a dude coming down the slope,
I'm tired off messing so I raise my hope,
My luck is in and I made the snatch,
something something something got a flaming hatch.
Put on your skis and have some fun,
Woah Ski Bum,
That's the way for whatever we want,
Woah Ski Bum.
C-Cat verb's coming into sight,
I'm sure I'll meet her on Friday night,
My stuff giving in's giving me cat bones,
I'll plug her in and I'll have lunch.
You never told me you where a ski bum!
I take refreshment from St. Bernard,
I wash my face but the water's cold,
I got a wrist when my skiing's done,
You'll find us here but you'll get no fun.
Everybody know's you're a ski bum,
It's written all over your face!
Slack Time
Well I'm a boy, and your my girl,
And we're the most Über in the whole damn world,
I can see us both, and we're holding hands,
On the cover of a box of golden sands.
Slack Time.
There's a train that'll take us,
Where we're going,
Like a pig she knows,
She's talking in rhyme, she's talking out of time
How simple it can be,
When it's one, two, three.
I got my very own, from the very same
And a time to be tight,
There's a time to be slack,
And that's a slack time.
lyrics to follow.
It has been suggested that this song has something to do with the " Church of the Sub-Genius", a shadowy cult whose quest is for SLACK!
For more information about the Church of the Sub-Genius got to...
http://www.subgenius.com.
or
http://www.bobwerks.com/indes.shtml.
Slip Away
Slip Away, slip slide away,
Joy, let the world spin,
Pull your blankets up close, don't let the cold in,
Joy, don't let the man win,
Pull your curtains tight don't let the world in,
Am I really too long in the tooth?
I'm sure that my lord Jesus knows the truth.
Slip Away, slip slide away,
Here I am and here I'll stay,
Slip Away, slip slide away,
Put that off to another day, yeah,
Slip Away, slip slide away,
Scratch work, let's rest and play,
Slip Away, slip slide away,
Joy, let the world spin,
Put your arms around me tight until my head spins,
Lately what life's been has been frustrating,
Socket to me you know I'm gonna plug you in,
Well they say all roads lead to Rome,
Thank god at least one leads to home.
Joy, let the world spin,
You know there really don't seem much point complaining,
How he got where he gone got us, don't need explaining,
Don't let this make you think I'm giving in,
You know the sword of justice got a rusty blade,
You can't take it back where it was made.
Somebody Snatched My Action
Somebody snatched my action,
Somebody sure gonna pay,
I've been robbed of my distraction,
Things that lead my mind astray,
If Lisa's gonna make a comitment,
I'm sure I'd say 'I do' today,
The things that people said in private,
Are the things that people shout today.
Somebody snatched my action,
That somebody sure weren't you,
My papers sense a funny reaction,
And I can always taste the glue,
It seems that Jane forgot the lotion,
You stared like it was a crime,
The great debate across the ocean,
Is can we get the damn thing finished on time?
If you loved me,
Then you would share me,
You know it's 'cos I love you,
That I always share you.
Somebody snatched my action,
That somebody sure weren't you,
I got a positive description,
That's positively desilu,
Nicky's up in arms about the way,
And Lucy came and broke the news,
And Sharon's always beyond caring,
She always is once she's spoke her view.
Sometime Rightly, Sometimes Wrongly
Imagine me as a kind of travelling man,
????? dust of Carolina,
And suddenly you scheme and plan,
It's your favourite game oh yeah.
Sometimes rightly, sometimes wrongly,
Softly, softly, but you come on strongly,
Sometimes daily, sometimes nightly,
Ooh, I just might be.
Take my hand and whisper my name,
I feel a shiver as your lips brush my hair,
It's my turn and I call you the same,
It's my favourite game.
Games, people play.
Reveal to me, your dreamt up plan,
Teach me, educate me,
Please unite and day to...
Boys can't compare to a man,
It's our favourite game oh yeah.
Song Called That
lyrics to follow.
Soul Food
I knew that something was missing,
If only doubting Thomas was here,
Introduce me to her mother,
I know I can like no other,
If I catch your driving...
And my psychic bread and butter,
At sixty miles an hour
When you find out what's
You'll find out that
Spanish Love Song
I'd love to steal a crimson kiss,
From between your terrible lips,
Dragons conspire to melt your heart,
Turn that flame into a spark.
I can see no reason why you should,
Miss my love,
Is it hot in here or is it me?
Tell me, have you ever loved another?
I know you still dream of me,
I can set you free,
I know you still dream of me.
Sticks and Stones
I feel so sure you'll say it's naive,
Oh so sure you'll say it's naive,
But it could be so very nice if I could write a song,
That could describe a way of life,
Make, create that way of life,
Free from grief and strife,
And neither right not wrong.
There's a reason for the sky to weep at night,
Red eyes for the sunrise,
The reason fills my heart with moral fright,
Sticks and stones will break my bones,
If only words would hurt me,
Sticks and stones will break my bones,
If only words would hurt me,
If "only words" could make some change,
Today my hope wouild never desert me.
If I could do most anything,
I'd like to teach the world to sing,
And turn this babale into something like a song,
You know we've done this thing before,
Peace was what we sought,
Was it the real thing?
No, we'd all been bought.
Take it like a man they say,
Take it gagged and blinded against the wall.
There's a reason for the surrender that's within us all,
Take ti like a man they say,
Take it gagged and blinded against a wall.
Syrup & Sour Grapes
lyrics to follow.
The Day Crime Paid
I heard about his cover story,
He was a kind of quattro-centro kind of guy,
Saw him spying 'mongst tabernacle,
Kitchenware the name of his game.
I looked and looked and looked for a lead,
I followed where it led,
Four days in the roughhouse,
Four days ago a white flag,
Give me a pencil and a paper to write with,
And I'll give you a red flag.
Out in the hubcap mirror,
Spied Elephant Bill by the drugstore,
"Follow that taxi, man" I cried,
Accelerator foot-sore.
Quattro and Bill made a rendezvous,
Envelope containing backhander,
I wrapped up the case with a 'how-do-you-do?'
Everyone's doing it now these days.
That Was The Day, The Day Crime Paid.
These lyrics provided by Callan (cheers Callan!) and taken from a lyric sheet provided with a promo copy of the album.
The Mystery Deepens
It's the first time in my life that I've given a damn,
'Cos you see I'm in love with Miss Thing,
And her beautiful thang,
I only wanted to grow fond,
Yet the mystery deepens with each wave of her wand,
The the mystery deepens with each wave,
Of her wand,
Take the stuffing out of your bra,
It's only there to disguise how wonderful you are,
How wonderful you are.
She spends her time just sleeping,
While the mystery deepens,
With each wave of her wand.
Fogiveness is God's job,
And it sure ain't mine,
Right time wrong place,
I'll pay you in kind,
I haven't got any money,
that doens't mean I don't want you,
Please give me a chance to explain.
How can I take the blame?
I don't know what you dream,
But I've seen so many things,
That don't seem what they seem,
Is that your natural colour?
Because if it is there's really no need to bother,
There really is no need,
I'm sure you'll discover,
We always make love so lazy,
You seem to reach deep inside of me,
Your rouge comes of in my hand.
Through The Roof
You don't believe I love you,
But you know my heart's true,
Can't explain this feeling,
It's like insider dealing,
Number one has gone through the roof,
Number two won't believe it's the truth,
You only know it tastes right,
And it sounds out of sight,
It feel so good, this case is watertight.
Please don't wear a frown,
No weight can hold us down,
As plain as plain as plain can be,
Is that I love you and you love me,
I hold you in the morning,
Feeble light dawning,
Kiss you budding flower,
At that sensual hour,
I look inside to see what I can find,
But her fingers unwind,
But the rest of your lotion,
Makes me a flunk with emotion,
I'm drunk on the potion number nine.
Number one has gone through the roof,
Number two can't believe it's the truth,
Number three can't take any more,
Number four exposed to it's core,
Number five given up and gone home,
Number six... oh what the heck is going on?
Tourniquet
I've reached that time when I ought to know,
It's been one year and a day since you've gone,
In the light of a hurtful sun,
You won't hide the crimes that I've done,
But the moon and the stars all know,
And in their tender light they won't show.
My friends and even my enemies say,
Put on a brave face and try to be gay,
Tie up your wounds with a tourniquet,
Late Friday evening,
And you'll still find me bleeding,
The there's Saturday.
There are some things that I think you should know,
My sky's been baubed bloody red since you gone,
I can't wait till the coming of dawn,
So I sleep with the bedroom light on,
Always love me and don't leave a trace,
Next time Succubus, show me your face.
Incubus speak and I was told,
She leave your heart on fire,
'Tho her skin is cold.
Treat Me Bad
Well you can treat me bad,
And you can drive me mad,
Well you can run me down,
Spread my name all over town,
Well I'll do anything that you want me,
You want me to,
So long as you treat me to another, another night.
What you did last night,
What you did last night,
What you did did did did did did did last night....
Undoubtedly Thomas
full lyrics to follow.
Urban Spaceman
I'm the urban spaceman baby, I've got speed,
I've got everything I need,
I'm the urban spaceman baby, I can fly,
I'm a supersonic guy.
I don't need pleasure,
I don't feel pain,
If you were to knock me down,
I'd just get up again,
I'm the urban spaceman babe and I'm making out,
I'm all about.
I wake up every morning,
with a smile upon my face,
My natural exuberance,
spills out all over the place,
I'm the urban spaceman,
I'm intelligent and clean,
Know what I mean?
I'm the urban spaceman, as a lover second to none,
It's a lot of fun.
I never let my friends down,
I've never made a boob,
I'm a glossy magazine,
an advert in the tube,
I'm the urban spaceman babe, but here comes the twist,
I don't exist.
Van, Van, Van
Van,
I want to be a truck-driving man,
I'll pick up other breakers on my CB,
Pick up my friends and ride to the sea.
I wish I had a caravanette,
But I've never had the money yet,
We'd race around and follow the sun,
'Cops we all know that summer means fun.
Sidecar on a motorbike,
At a roadside stop, pick a flower,
The wind blows through my hair and psyche,
We'll wave and shout 'LOVE POWER!'
Don't moan, I've done nothing wrong,
I really, really don't give a damn,
We're ripping off a Pastels song,
That fell off the back of a van,
It fell off the back of a van,
I own up, it fell of the back of a van.
Vocally Speaking
Feeling bad, feeling good,
Entertaining rakshasa,
Into palading like I knew I could,
DSSS hassle,
Looking Up, looking down,
Smoking pipes of White Castle,
Can't find no life in this damn town,
'Cos the bluetits give me hassle.
And people look at me so strange,
When I 'm as limited as my vocal range.
Feeling hot, feeling cold,
I feel a slave to my bottle,
I stay in bed over night and day,
'Cos the rubber is perished and rotten,
Feeling sour, feeling sweet,
Sidewalk hard under my feet
J. P. Sebastienne magnifique,
Oozingly charismatic.
Feeling nice, cooking rice,
'Cos there's rubber in my tummy,
And all my dole couldn't fill the hole,
So I write pleading letters to my mummy,
Feeling bushed, trained and pushed,
Tramps demanding my loose change,
I really would, if I only could, expand upon my vocal range....
Waving & Drowning
Low, high, through the fluff and feather down of the sky,
Take a free fall air safari without a guide.
If you keep up that face it's not gonna be,
And you know very soon we'll both be old and wrinkly,
We can find out how way out adventure can be,
We'll go waving and drowning,
Kings for the crowning.
Near, far, on the flush leatherette seat of your car,
Look on up at the botom from above,
Taste the juice of the fruits of the earth,
You really should be drunk from your moment of birth.
Waving and drowning,
Kings for the crowning.
When In Rome, Kill Me
When in Rome, kill me,
Kill me, when in Rome.
Wobbly Jelly
When I woke up today,
I remembered your name, though you had gone away,
I could recall your eyes vaguelly bloodshot and blue,
Like the late evening skies,
And the things that I miss,
Is your touch sound and smell,
And the warmth of your kiss.
Midnight lying in bed, staring blind at the wall,
Seeing your face instead,
I catch the tail of the stars, see the rustle of trees and hear them sway in the breeze,
Tied to you by a chain,
Since you took off in vain,
All alone have I lain.
You Lead Me
Forget me at top speed,
You know I already forgot you,
Louise, you'd be a greater fool than I,
If you ever thought that I loved you,
I've got to leave for the coast tonight,
There's no more left for me to do,
Please don't try and tempt me with another slice,
'Cos how can I forget you?
You Lead Me Astray.
Each time that I loved you,
I'd try to make it plain to see,
I know my heart was bold,
But my love is cold,
I keep it under lock and key,
I try I decide to describe you,
I'd say a gun left at the scene of a crime,
Evidently spoke under oath,
And I hope the prints dissolve in time.
I took off in a hail storm,
It must have been a truly rotten year,
The way events seemed to pile up,
It must have filled you with an awesome fear,
On the phone I speak in muffled tones,
I try to sound so far away,
Forgive me if you've heard this line before,
But I hope we meet again someday.
You're The Boss
You're the boss round here,
And I've got no space,
You're the boss round here,
You're the boss round here,
And I've got nowhere to go,
You're the boss round here,
And you should know,
You're the boss round here,
And I've got no paint
You're the boss round here,
What you need is the sound,
Of the world going round,
But he's gone off to get his lunch,
I'm always out to lunch,
But you keep my lunch in your lunchbox,
Take me out to lunch,
Won't you let me look in your lunchbox?