Lyrics – Non-Album Tracks

Non- Album Tracks

1. Another Bad Dose of Home Truths
2. Backroom Boys
3. Broadmoor Hotel
4. The Celebrated Working Man
5. Dissatisfaction Guaranteed
6. Don’t Come Over
7. Electric Sue
8. Every Teenage Suicide
9. Everything’s Changed Since You’ve Been To London
10. Friends In Low Places
11. I’m In Love
12. Kissing Under Anaesthetic
13. No Way Out
14. Pyjama Girl
15. Sick and Angry Children
16. S*T*A*R
17. This Time, This Town,This Sea
18. Warm Heart, Cold Feet
19. What Can You Do For Me Now?
20. Wonderful Garden

Another Bad Dose Of Home Truths

Not got time to change
Not got time to wonder
All I think about is where we blew asunder

Can anybody use another bad dose of home truths

I don’t know where we went wrong
All I know is that we went wrong
And I know my heart’s not in it tonight

Can anybody use another bad dose of home truths
Take these…

I don’t know what drugs you’re on
Baby all I wanna know is where to get some from
Prob’ly why my heart’s not in it tonight

Can anybody use another bad dose of home truths
Take these…

Backroom Boys

They say that Pete had Razor sharp wit
But the man had a knife
Which is easier to cut with
Was going straight on the day that they met
He said we’ll make a dishonest man of you yet

We through the vine that he tried to sell us
Down the river so we stuck him with regards from the fellas
He knew himself that they wouldn’t be crossed
The doctor couldn’t save him
Too much blood was lost

It’s only a game to the backroom boys
They play with people like children play with toys
I wont name names
Pawn in the game of the backroom boys
You’ll never muscle in on their backroom ploys
They wont take the blame

Sister talked big
Claimed they’d never hurt a lady
She was right they told her they would take away her baby
Used to stay up all night
She wouldn’t get tired
She spends every hour now yawning and wired

It’s only a game to the backroom boys
They play with people like children play with toys
But I didn’t call
She dropped to her knees and cried as she begged
She was lucky to leave with her tail between her legs
She was black balled

Did you hear that Bobby got divinely inspired
He looked pretty sharp in his religious attire
No-one was surprised when he passed away
They told him times
Religion doesn’t pay

They say…
It’s only a game to the backroom boys
They play with people like children play with toys
I wont name names
The day that Bobby got divinely inspired
He said he needed help in wading through the mire
With a full collection plate

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Broadmoor Hotel

Yes, you made me wince
You said I’d like to write a letter
To praise a famous murderer for his deeds
And the headmaster said you would go far

And you sit alone in your room
It’s amazing what you do with a bottle of perfume

We’ve found a place for you to stay

Yes, you make me cringe
You said Picasso was a cripple because he murdered very little
And a baby just can’t enjoy the war

Idiots think about girls
I will be on the front of the News of The World

We’ve found a place for you to stay
We’ve found a place for you to stay

And the Police are fools
And the Police are supposed to rule you
And the Police are fools
And the Police are supposed to rule you

You can walk in the alleyways at night
You know I’ve got my pride
Neighbourhood watch – It’s a popular pastime
But it never solves any crimes

And Coffee doesn’t wake you up
And Coffee doesn’t wake you up
And Coffee doesn’t wake you up
It tastes
It tastes
It tastes
It tastes

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The Celebrated Working Man

I live on the 16th floor
You’ll read my book long before it’s written
It’s written in the epitaphs of my forefathers

Celebrated Working man I am
Celebrated Working man I am
Celebrated Working man I am
Ceberated working man… Yes, I am.

I ride on the 603 for nothing and
I hear the station master call my train
I ride the 603 to nowhere

I ride on the 603 for nothing and
I hear the station master call my train
I ride the 603 to nowhere

Celebrated Working man I am
Celebrated Working man I am
Celebrated Working man I am
Ceberated working man… Yes, I am.

No way out for the edges of a square
(?)
Never was that good in school
Never had put down his tools
Never was that good to you

But, tell me, what else is there I can do?
What else is there I can do?
What else is there I can do?
What else is there I can do?

Celebrated Working man… I am
The Celebrated Working Man
Celebrated Working man… I am
The Celebrated Working Man
Celebrated Working man… I am
The Celebrated Working Man

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Dissatisfaction Guaranteed

When she and I first clasped eyes
I put it down to an act of fate
Not we sit here ignoring
We’re well past our sell-by date

She had the money
I was on the make
She had the looks
We had what it takes

Some people can’t be pleased
Dissatisfaction guaranteed
But we’ve never been so reluctant and slow
To get out of control, together

I haven’t heard a decent word
Come out of her mouth in months
She used to be pleased to see me
Now she’s too drunk too stoned and no fun

We’re a burning house
She don’t make a sound
And while I fiddle
Rome burns to the ground

Some people can’t be pleased
Dissatisfaction guaranteed
But we’ve never been so reluctant and slow
To get out of control, together

She met me down on the way to the bottom from the top
She told me my life wasn’t worth the paper it’s written off on

Everything she says is below the belt
A place she otherwise neglected I always felt

Some people can’t be pleased
Dissatisfaction guaranteed
But we’ve never been so reluctant and slow
To get out of control, together

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Don’t Come Over

Something has come over
I can’t make sense of the things I see
My bloodshot eyes can’t see behind

Someone’s got it in for me
And I just don’t like the air I breathe
Around you – Who’d want to?

Someone has been using me
I wonder how low they’ll steep
I bet its low low low
They’ll get lower by the day.

So don’t come over until its all over
So don’t come over until its all over
Could you Could you

Only you could explain to me
The amazing joke of being born
But now you’re gone it just feels all wrong

I never want to be enticed
Please come back – I need your advice
I feel low low low
I’m getting lower by the day

So don’t come over until its all over
So don’t come over until its all over
Could you Could you

You should hear yourself
The boy who wants to be used
You’re at home a planet of prostitutes
Lay back and take the strain
Hang onto anything?

You should hear yourself
The boy who wants to be used
You’re at home a planet of prostitutes
Lay back and take the strain
Hang onto anything?

Nothing has come over me
While you’re alive
I always seem to be low low low
I’m getting lower by the verse

So don’t come over until its all over
So don’t come over until its all over
Could you Could you

I tried

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Electric Sue

She forgets
She forgets her own address
So to give her memory a jolt
They send about a thousand volts
Up through her toes to her neck
She lights like a bulb

She’s a sixty second travesty
Going down in history
She’s just very busy dying

She’s a fuck-up
Who’s a storm in a D-cup
She used to spend her days
In motorway cafes
To get away from it all
Straight up

She’s a twenty year old mystery
Going down in history
She’s just very busy dying

Shocking…

It’s just one shock to wake in the morning
She’ll get another when she gets the bill
The telephone is wringing constatly in her eardrums
Explain…

The time
She always wants to know the time
It’s time she was unplugged
Untied and undrugged
Electric Sue has blown a fuse

She’s a television mini-series
Going down in history
She’s just very busy dying…frying

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Every Teenage Suicide

Three minutes time
My well will run dry
No need to cry or feel sorrow

The moon is a jewel
But it shines like a fool
I can’t really face tomorrow

Suicide

Stood on a chair
Soon I’ll hang in the air
Swinging from the lamp by a noose

Blackest of thoughts
God knows I have fought
But alive I don’t feel any use

Suicide

Finally cracked
I’m down on the tracks
My head is lined up with the wheels

Tried to be loved
Find a force from above
Below is always how I feel

Suicide

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Everything’s Changed Since You’ve Been To London

Everything’s Changed Since You’ve Been to London
And its beginning to show
I’m sure its not the jeer of the jealous
Everything’s changed and it can’t be undone
You’re a strange one
And at home in You’re in a strange town

You should know You won’t be welcome back

Everything’s Changed Since You’ve Been to London
The Southern wonderland, oh is that where I thought I had gone
Everything’s Changed let the losers hang
I didn’t get the joke. I must’ve lost my sense of humour

You should know you won’t be welcome back.

But its you that owns the brown finger
Its just that filthy taste seems to linger
When the witch hunt in the newspaper
Will be welcome back

Everything’s Changed Since You’ve Been to London
They’re screaming again – soon you’ll be grinning like people on billboards.

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Friends In Low Places

Amigo!

We’re counting off the time we’ve lost
And I’m dying of hesitation
I’m not sure why we can’t claim it back
From some big hearted organization

We need friends in low places
To show us the dizzy heights
Friends in low places
Who aren’t stuck up frigid and tight

That’s fine with me tonight
That’s in line with what we need tonight

Action,action
All we need is some satisfaction
Action,action
Coz all we feel is this stupefaction

All the laughter and revenge just waiting to be unearthed
If we could just break rank from those too proud to thank
How much more each hour would be worth

We need friends in low places
With whom no-one will let us in
Friends in low places
Who will lead us into sin

That’s fine with me tonight
That’s in line with what we need tonight

Action,action
All we need is some satisfaction
Action,action
Coz all we fell is this stupefaction

Friends in low places
So we can be on our worst behaviour
Friends in low places
Who can pervert the course of nature

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I’m In Love

I’m ugly oh it’s tragic
I’m beautifully sad
Thank god for selfish pity
For years that’s all I had
And I hate me oh for saying this
Cos it’s boring you to tears
Wonderfully miserable is a trap I always feared

Oh – but I crave to be loved she said she said – she said it again
Oh – for I crave to beloved – and when will this end the drunken hours
I’m a dying flower – she screamed she cried she fell.
I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love

I’m alone and oh it’s peaceful
Watch my mental health
I miss you only slightly less than I like being with myself
And I know you worry about me when I’m always in my room
But at the end of the day you think it’s strange that
I’m not longing for you!

Oh – but I crave to be loved she said she said – she said it again
Oh – for I crave to beloved – and when will this end the drunken hours
I’m a dying flower – she screamed she cried she fell.
I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love

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Kissing Under Anaesthetic

Sister’s ill – she said she took the devil’s advice
She’s a queer girl – alone with the frank and crude facts of life
She said she was born ugly but now she’s just tickled pink
When baptised in a sexual way she just screams it stinks and it stings.

She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake – You’ll have to put her to sleep.

Welcome to her closet world – she said sickness begins in here
She’s a savage girl – wishing she hadn’t caught him looking again
She smiles a disarming smile that makes her sweat from every pour
No man could have invented it – ugly she said born – and she’ll stay.

She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake – You’ll have to put her to sleep.

Hate galore – a diary filled with passionate hate
She’s a hopeless cause – sometimes I feel less than one is now all she
writes
She’s out – in search of the apocalypse is the message on her answerphone
The truth is she’s bone idle now she never leaves home and never will

She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake – That’s is she ever awakes at all

She said it was Sod’s law that soon she would self destruct
What am I waiting for she said – I already wake up in a pool of piss
She remembers innocence like an exhibit in a museum
She knows embarrassment it’s the only thing she ever feels
She said her mother told her that she nearly had her destroyed
An abortion would have been better than this her ghost would have enjoyed
Life’s half jokes

She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake – You’ll have to put her to sleep.
She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake – You’ll have to put her to sleep.

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No Way Out

Like to spend his days with dangerous deeds
Like doin’ his shoppin’ in Oxford street
He said there’s nothing left at home for me
Let me go

I’m not one to ask you why
When I can see why
I’m not one to ask you why
When I know why

That’s no way out at all
But it helps you

Six foot tall he wore pointed shoes
With soles that made him look six foot two
I do what I do coz there’s nothing to do
Let ’em know

I’m not one to ask you why
When I can see why
I’m not one to ask you why
When I know why

That’s no way out at all
Bend the rules

If he could just hold out til the tourists arrive
Seems he spent all night on the M25
Going round circles is how I survive
Let ’em know

That’s no way out at all

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Pyjama Girl

He stood on your fingers
When you scrubbed his kitchen floor
You mean you didn’t get a note
From the Bloody Tower
Seeing you were on their waiting list
That’s strange
They usually send forms in advance
To those chosen to be slaves
That’s you “K”
That’s you “K”
Not the UK!

I think you need to get out of this live

You are my friend
You are my only friend
Are you my friend?
You are my violent friend
Kick me
Beat me
Crush and defeat me
No excuse because life will never be the same again
For me
For me

I think you need to get out of this life

Do you know just how I feel
Because the way that you stand
With your saviour in your hand reveals you

Kick me
Beat me
Crush and defeat me
Because I’m “K”
I’m “K”
Not okay
Not okay

I think you need to get out of this life
I think you need to get out of this life
I’m not me
I’m not me
I’m not me
I’m not me

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Sick and Angry Children

What’s the price for the rut you’ve found yourself

In today

Understand I thrive on the fact

That you waste away

Has your mind been raided

By a trespasser

Or are you still asleep

After all these years

If you really want to flirt with death
Have hesitation
Don’t expect to get anything
From this dark fixation
If you’re really here
To destroy yourself
Then I’ll give you the pill
If you need the help

See the world’s
See the world’s
Sick and angry children for what they are

This is the day, the day, the day, the day
You get a life
If you want a life

Have no psychotic desire for public recognition
I’m not looking for sympathy
I just enjoy the friction
Have you had a bellyful
Of everyone
Your only vice is that you’re nauseating

You make me sick

Walk the tightrope
Between parasite
And misanthrope
But you shouldn’t be speaking
If on the words you speak
You choke

Psychic suicide commited
Four times a night
No arms open wide
For the morning light

Feed the world’s sick and angry children
(You can’t)
Feed the world’s sick and angry children
(You can’t)
Feed the world’s sick and angry children
(You can’t)

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S*T*A*R

An aphrodisiac
For the opening act
Of this based-on-a-true-story play

Act two I’m sat on the bed
With the TV on
Coz we had run out of things to say

Now I don’t like this unrequited lust
So tell me what you have on your mind

It would be a small step for man
But a giant step for my kind

A star casting shadows over land
A star but I can’t run before I learn to stand

Put down your fork
We could just talk
Does the idea compute

Wait, maybe instead
We can go back to bed
And you lead me into disrepute

There are many things I wouldn’t do
If you offered me loadsa moolah
But I can’t think of things I wouldn’t do
If you offered me ooh-la-la

A star but I can’t shine on demand
A star but I can’t run before I learn to stand

Star guitar

On a night like this
Of unbridled bliss
I could rid you of your shadows and doubts

But if it entails
Sleeping on nails
Sorry you can count me out

Now you’re stationed like a satellite
Follow me round all the time

Tomorrow’s the first day of the rest of my life
When this star comes falling from the sky

A star I knew that I’d go far
A star I’m staying exactly how I are
A star stepping lightly over quicksand
A star but I can’t run before I learn to stand

I’ve been up all night
Looking for a light
Someone on whom I can depend
I’ve been here before
Face down on the floor
And next week I’ll be back here again

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This Time, This Town, This Sea

In this time of bleakness
Walks on many a man
Shame to have no bootstrings
Gets by with what he can
What he can

In this time….

‘side these walls a shantytown
She dreams of comforts gold
‘neath a shimmering streetlight
She will shine like silver
Shine like silver

In this town….

In this sea of shipwrecks
Every life must end
Shot rings out chills your spine
Who can trust your friends
Trust your friends

In this sea….and it sails

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Warm Heart, Cold Feet

I wish I could find the words
To convince you to let down your guard
But I know whatever I say means nothing
Coz old sins die hard

It’s a bad day for good deeds
An’ waiting for miss right to arrive
I’d like to satisfy wy whim
And at the end of the day lead seperate lives

So if you’re feeling wasted in your prime
And not busy in the meantime
Then give me a call
I wont expect your heart to stop for my heart’s sake
It’s just a little bit of give and take
So give me a call

Let’s drink to our freewill
And tonight for time to stand still
The spell of a stranger’s smile
Stuns me for a little while
You’ve known men who like to think they’re boys
But that shouldn’t make you feel cheap
All I’m asking is a volunteer
With warm heart but cold feet

So if you’re feeling wasted in your prime
Not busy in the meantime
Then give me a call
I wont expect your heart to stop for my heart’s sake
Of for you to even ache
To give me a call

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What Can You Do For Me Now?

It was the time of night
And the band were just about to take the stage
I was trying to recall the first line of the first song
One of those days

I was drinking too much
Smoking too much
Hadn’t phoned home in weeks
Someone had given her a backstage pass
And she pointed the finger at me

I once loved you, how?
Baby what can you do for me now
Words don’t fail me now
Baby what can you do for me now

Last night I got my hard earned money
I know I had it in the bar
Now morning has broke and so am I
I gotta headache making me see stars

A girl was hangin’ around
Caught me in the carpark
Said can I come home with you
She wasn’t exactly Isobella Rosselini
But hey, what can you do….

You lifted me when I was down
Baby what can you do for me now
A cat went miaow, girl what couldn’t you do for him now

I’m in a New York hotel lounge
Baby what can you do for me now
I don’t look in your eyes I look down
Baby what can you do for me now

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Wonderful Garden

I’m going down
See me go down

The circus is in town
I can’t wait to see the clowns
I’ll see them laugh and seed the rain
Hang out with the insane
For a time
And that’s a rhyme

A gilded sanctuary
The arch bish of Canterbury
A woman with two heads
Who wishes she was dead
Not alive!

You’re gonna be beautiful
Just like you said so

Crack took the apple
Smoked it like a pipe
Hell took your eyelids
Wading in hype

You’re gonna be beautiful
Just like you said so

Six wild white horses which were tame
A sleeping beauty that’s a shame
Half man half diplomat
But no-one would buy that
That’s a lie
We all know why

I’m going down
See me go down

You’re gonna be beautiful
Just like you said so

Time I stood and pulled on your reigns
Tied you down
Beautifully down just like you said so

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