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Released: 12 March 2010

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  • Crackin’ Up
    (Faulkner)

    Ever since this troubled world began
    Every woman and man
    Trying to find asome purpose in their lives,
    A way to survive.
    And I’m the same,
    I’m not ashamed:
    Riddle’s my middle name.
    I’m not a saint,
    I’ve got no complaints:
    There’s a lot of worse things I ain’t.

    I’m crackin’ up.

    People wanna put their tag on you,
    Define what you do,
    And you might enjoy some small renown
    But it’s hard to live down.
    Stuck in a mould,
    Do what you’re told,
    A product that’s bought and sold,
    Made out of straw.
    Sentenced before
    The Court Of Unwritten Law.

    I won’t stand for it so I am
    Crackin’ up.
    I’ve got no time for it so I am
    Crackin’ up.

    Though I hide behind a cool facade
    I can’t drop my guard,
    Almost made myself a nervous wreck
    Keeping feelings in check.
    You’ve gotta perform,
    Stick to the norm,
    Wishing you were never born.
    You’ve gotta behave,
    Facing looking brave,
    And you’ll dig yourself an early grave.

  • A Few Home Truths
    (Faulkner)

    1. Easy come and easy go are easy words to say
    But when I think of you and me it’s hard to feel that way
    Though you’ve gone you still think you’re welcome here.
    I’ve moved on. You are not my puppeteer, my dear.

    If my doorbell rings you’ll learn a few unpleasant things
    And you can’t pull my strings for sympathy:
    A few home truths is all you’ll get from me.

    2. I’ve heard tell the one your with now drives you up the wall
    (You} made your choice so live with that, we’re grown-ups, after all.
    And you can’t have your cake and eat it too.
    Made your bed, so you know what you can do? You do, don’t you?

    So don’t lean on me, I’ll disappoint you constantly
    It’s best we if agree to disagree.
    A few homes truths is all you’ll get from me.

    Though you’ve gone you expect a welcome here
    I’ve moved on, you can’t play the puppeteer, my dear.

    3. Once upon a time we met when I was still naîve,
    We became a fairytale I wanted to believe,
    What I took for magic were some cheap tricks up your sleeve.
    But the ball always ends when it strikes twelve
    And the cold light of day broke every spell, oh well.

    Your black magic fails and your routine is growing stale
    So take your fairytales to someone new.
    Make these home truths my parting gift to you.

  • Are You Sleeping?
    (Faulkner)

    I’m alone
    And it’s late.
    Should I call?
    Are you sleeping?

    You are gone
    For too long.
    I’m so tired
    Are you sleeping?

    You’re so far
    But you’re close
    In my thoughts.
    Are you sleeping?

    I know I’ve felt this way before
    But I can’t take it anymore.
    Anymore.

    I’m still here
    By the phone,
    Missing you.
    Are you sleeping?

    Hurry back
    When you can.
    Until then,
    I’ll be dreaming.
    I’ll be dreaming.

  • Burnt Orange
    (Faulkner)

    When I was seventeen
    My blood was gasoline
    No matter where I turned
    I got my fingers burned
    I wouldn’t go back there if I could.

    Then I turned twenty-one
    No fear of anyone
    I always let ’em know
    If they were friend or foe
    I wouldn’t go back there if I could.

    I remember very well.
    Way back then I went through hell.

    Always thought
    I was smart,
    Never played it from the heart.

    I never listened to
    My better’s point of view
    And though I wish I had
    It ain’t turned out so bad.
    I wouldn’t go back there if I could.

    Don’t ever go back there again.

  • I Hope It Makes You Happy
    (Faulkner)

    I have a friend who’s gone and joined some crazy new religion
    He’s so caught up that he don’t know which way is up.
    You know the saying that “there’s no saint like a former sinner”
    Now he’s evangelising everyone he meets
    Including me.

    I hope it makes you happy,
    I hope it makes you feel real good
    I hope it makes you happy
    But even then you’d better knock on wood.
    Now let it be understood.
    I wanna be understood.

    Another girl I know loves hanging with cosmetic surgeons,
    She’s on a first-name-basis with the cutting edge.
    Now she’s addicted to the thrill of multiple procedures,
    Looks in a mirror but she doesn’t see herself.
    There’s no-one else!

    My neighbour’s getting into transcendental meditation.
    He’s found the inner-peace that many of us seek.
    But I’m not cut out for this life of quiet contemplation
    ‘Cos when I navel-gaze I only turn up lint.
    Well, it makes you think…

    Can I get a witness?

  • Ashamed Of Me
    (Faulkner)

    I’ll try to be simple,
    I’ll try to speak plain.
    I’m kinda damaged
    And cannot be trained.

    I’m so ashamed of me.

    Not trying to be clever (‘cos)
    I’ve never been smart
    But I’m feeling shaky,
    And I’m falling apart.

    I’m not trying to be humble
    And I’m not being coy.
    My ego just crumbled,
    It’s almost destroyed.

    So try to be gentle,
    I need some support.
    I shouldn’t be asking
    But I’ve come up short.

    I want to get better.
    I hope and I pray
    I’ll get it together
    One of these days.

    I’m so ashamed of me.

  • What’s In It For Me?
    (Faulkner)

    What’s in it for me?
    You don’t get nothing free.
    You stand and shake your tin,
    It gets under my skin.
    I might see what I can do
    In another year or two.

    Let me see: what’s in it for me?
    ‘Cos you don’t – don’t get nothing free.
    Can you stop? You keep after me
    But I’m not – not a charity.

    Now you’re back again
    Just like a long-lost friend
    With your sorry tale of woe
    But no-one wants to know.
    Just give us a rest!
    You’re making me depressed.

    Gotta run, I’m a busy man
    And I’ve done everything I can
    But you keep stickin’ out your hand.
    Pardon me, you’re in Disneyland.

    And I know you’ll think it’s strange,
    Yes, I know you’ll think it’s strange
    But I don’t have any change.
    So no change.

    I’ll tell you this for free:
    Don’t waste your breath on me.
    I’ve heard it all before.
    Philanthropy’s a bore!

    Charity!
    What’s in it for me?

  • Over Nothing
    (Faulkner)

    Some friendships end out of hate
    And hasty words spoken in anger.
    A rush of blood to the head
    The swords are drawn in heated battle.
    But when the feuding has passed
    It leaves no-one unscathed,
    Only wounded.

    Some friendships end from neglect,
    A thoughtless mind’s preoccupation.
    They cannot hope to survive
    Amid busy lives of self-obsession.
    And so must wither and die.
    That’s how some friendships end
    But not this one.
    No, not this one.

    Knowing you the way I do
    I truly believed that somehow we’d pull through
    Hadn’t we both seen it all?
    We faced the world, together we stood tall
    Together we stood tall,
    You and I stood tall.

    Some friendships end in regret:
    A trust betrayed, too freely given.
    That is the worst way they end.
    But then some friendships end
    Over nothing.
    Over nothing.

    Though it’s true not all friendships last
    I always thought that ours was different.
    You brought the best out in me.
    How did our friendship end?
    How did it ever end
    Over nothing?
    Over nothing?

  • You’ve Got Another Thing Coming
    (Shepherd)

    You can freak out if you want to, and I don’t mind
    Even sneak out if you want to, and I don’t mind
    But it quickly passes through me, so I don’t mind
    And it don’t mean nothin’ to me.

    If you think I care,
    You’ve got another thing coming.

    You can cop out if you want to, and I don’t mind
    Dirty stop-out if you want to, and I don’t mind
    It’s your last chance to abuse it, so I don’t mind
    There ain’t no chance I’ll excuse it

    If you think I care,
    You’ve got another thing coming.

    That’s the way I operate
    I’m the man you love to hate.

    You can ride yourself a coach fare, and I don’t mind
    One way to precisely nowhere, and I don’t mind
    You won’t find yerself no saviour, so I don’t mind
    You’d be doing me a favour

    If you think I care,
    You’ve got another thing coming.

  • Only In America
    (Faulkner)

    A preacher’s thumping his bible
    And praying on the suicidal.
    He’ll lead us all to salvation
    For a small remuneration.
    So touch your screen
    And become clean
    And you’ll own everything you’ve ever dreamed.

    Can you feel the pulse of America?
    There is nowhere else like America.
    See it for yourself in America.
    You could only be in America.

    Only in America.

    A young man crosses the border
    He’s searching for the New World Order
    He ended up in a sweatshop
    Prosperity would be his next stop.
    But 12-hour days on
    Minimum wage
    Have made him nothing but a new world slave.

    Can you feel the pulse of America?
    There is nowhere else like America.
    See it for yourself in America.
    You could only be in America.

    Only in America.

  • Somebody Take Me Home
    (Shepherd/Faulkner)

    You can’t smoke in barrooms – what’s the difference?
    ‘Cause this place is as dingy as before.
    I hope a friendly face comes to my rescue,
    And good fortune walks in smiling through the door.

    Ain’t somebody gonna take me home tonight?
    Get me out of here.
    Somebody better take me home tonight.

    This old barstool’s always glad to see me,
    The whiskey bottle winks and says hello
    But we all know know before this night is over
    My old friends can’t wait to see me go.

    Ain’t somebody gonna take me home tonight?
    Get me out of here.
    Somebody better take me home tonight.

    Somebody better take me home.

    Misery loves company, so they tell you
    And needs a sympathetic ear from time to time
    But what I need I won’t find in this bar room:
    I’m looking for my true partner in crime.

    Ain’t somebody gonna take me home tonight?
    Get me out of here.
    Somebody better take me home tonight.

    Somebody better take me home.

  • Let Me In
    (Shepherd/Faulkner)

    I’m just tryin’ to make connection
    We’re heading in the same direction
    But if you want perfection, I ain’t the one.
    Am I passing your inspection?
    Another one for your collection.
    If you have no objection, we could have fun.

    Let me in,
    Come on and let me in.
    Let me in!

    You’re the kind who craves attention
    And I’m not one to break convention
    Did I already mention we could have fun?
    I’m a master of invention
    With a cure for hypertension
    Before I claim the pension, let’s get it done!

    Let me in.
    Come on and let me in.
    Let me in!

    Can I make a lewd suggestion?
    I’m in need of decongestion
    If there are no more questions, let’s get it done.
    I’m not here to make confession
    But I rely on your discretion,
    Now, I’m no Charlton Heston but I’ve got a gun.
    Yeah, I’m no Charlton Heston but I’ve got a gun.

    Let me in.
    Come on and let me in.
    Let me in!

  • Evening Shade
    (Faulkner)

    I am haunted
    By a thought I can’t explain
    It’s all different
    But the world still looks the same.
    I see them walking around on a sunny day
    I feel alone in the crowd wearing winter grey.

    There’s been changes
    Nothing’s as it used to be.
    No-one listens
    And they don’t appear to see.
    The life I have isn’t one I would ever choose.
    The look on everyone’s face seems to say “J’accuse”.

    The dying sun is sinking low.
    I’m clinging to the afterglow.
    And evening shade comes creeping slow
    But I’ve got nowhere else to go.

    There’s a stillness
    A sense of unreality
    I’m in mourning
    For the man I used to be.

    The place I’m in is not my own
    But this is all I’ve ever known.
    I face the evening shade alone.

    I am haunted
    By a thought I can’t explain
    It’s all different
    But the world still looks the same.
    Looks the same.
    Looks the same,
    It looks the same.
    The same.

  • Why So Sad?
    (Faulkner)

    Does anyone know how it feels
    To sacrifice your high ideals?
    You’ve been a fool and that’s the truth,
    Thinking your heart was bulletproof.

    Why so sad, little girl?
    What you had, little girl
    Turned out bad, little girl
    Little girl.

    You don’t need self-help books to know
    The proper time for letting go
    I couldn’t say the grass is green
    But can’t be worse than where you’ve been.

    Why so sad, little girl?
    What you had, little girl
    Turned out bad, little girl
    Little girl.
    Though you tried, little girl,
    Something died, little girl,
    Wounded pride, little girl,
    Little girl.

    Nobody ever wants to lose
    But we don’t get to pick and choose.
    Should they have warned you in advance
    That you don’t get a second chance?

    Even so, little girl,
    Let it go, little girl,
    ‘Cos you’re no little girl,
    Little girl..
    Take it slow, little girl
    And lay low, little girl,
    But you’re no little girl,
    Little girl.

  • 1968
    (Shepherd/Faulkner)

    1968
    Listen for sounds that resonate
    Everything new is out-of-date
    Coming down fast and I can’t wait
    You’re gonna be late
    You’re gonna be late.

    1968
    Nowhere on earth to escape.
    Rock ‘n’ roll planet going ape
    Everyone’s bent all out of shape
    You’re gonna be late?
    Now, is it too late?
    1968
    Now is it too late?
    Now, is it too late?

    1969
    Is looming in the mists of time
    1970
    Is gonna be the death of me.

    1968
    Getting high from the smoke grenades,
    Anarchists storm the barricades.
    Paris in flames – all hope fades.
    But is it too late?
    Ain’t never too late.

    1966
    We’re turning on and turning tricks
    1965
    We was on The Strip
    Getting swingers hip
    To the ride of their lives.

    1968
    Motor City Five, Apollo 8
    Rock ‘n’ roll planet goin’ ape
    It’s coming down fast and I can’t wait
    It’s never too late.
    It’s never too late.
    1968

  • The Stars Look Down
    (Faulkner)

    I made a paper plane
    And threw it into space.
    It seemed to float forever.
    No telling where it went,
    Snatched by a sudden breeze
    It sails the wide, blue yonder.
    I know my aeroplane
    Fell back to earth again
    But I pretend
    It never.

    One moonless, summer night,
    We’ll lie back counting stars,
    Like diamonds on black velvet.
    We’ll see the satellites
    Fly past The Southern Cross
    And laugh as they observe us.
    Somewhere a river flows
    And whispers in the dark
    A story near-eternal.
    It speaks of mountain rain,
    Valleys and open plains
    And hungers for
    The ocean.

    I don’t wanna die.

    Tonight, the setting sun
    Blood-stained this ragged day
    And left our hopes in tatters
    But then the twilight came
    And covered up our shame
    Without a trace of pity.
    Always the stars look down,
    The heavens never care,
    They only watch, unblinking.

    I don’t wanna die.

    I made a paper plane
    And threw it into space.

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Released: 15 March 2004

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • Chop
    (Faulkner)

    You’re beautiful, don’t you know?
    This wonderful inner glow.
    I want you to feel it too,
    Here’s the thing that you should do:
    Charlie Pride is just outside
    To take you for a ride.

    I can’t cop too much chop,
    Somebody starts copping it.
    Out on top, yeah, too much chop,
    I’ve gotta start stopping it soon.
    Soon. Soon.
    I’ve gotta stop soon.

    One minute you’re white as chalk
    Then suddenly you must talk.
    Tell me all about yourself:
    You can think of nothing else.
    All you know is you’re on show,
    Let everybody blow.

    I can’t cop too much chop,
    Somebody starts copping it.
    Out on top, yeah, too much chop.
    I’ve gotta start stopping it soon.
    Soon. Soon.
    I’ve gotta stop real soon.
    Soon. Soon.
    I gotta stop soon.

    Shut it up. Shut it!
    Shut it up. Shut it!
    Just keep your big mouth closed.
    Shut it up. Shut it!
    You’re getting up my nose.
    Shut it up. Shut it!
    Just keep it closed.

    Feeling fine, just get in line
    If you are a friend of mine.
    Here’s your sleigh, it’s Christmas Day,
    And everything’s okay.
    Everything’s okay.

    It’s okay.

    I can’t cop, yeah!
    too much chop.
    I’ve gotta stop, gotta stop!
    Out on top, hey, too much chop.
    I’ve gotta stop real soon.
    Soon. Soon.
    I’ve gotta stop real soon.
    Soon. Soon.
    I’ve gotta stop real soon.
    I can’t cop it.
    Too much, too much…

  • Sour Grapes
    (Faulkner)

    You get a lot of that now,
    You get a lot of that nowadays.
    People putting you down
    ‘Cause they’re sucking on sour grapes.
    They oughta know by now
    Can’t they get it through their heads I am not what they think that I am?
    Oughta know by now
    Can’t they get it through their heads I am not what they think?

    Even though their sights are low I’m keeping my aim high.
    Let them go, run your own show and keep your powder dry.

    They say it takes all kinds
    But to me it seems such a waste
    ‘Cause it’s the bitterest kind of wine,
    I don’t know how they can stand it’s taste.

    They oughta know by now
    I ain’t gonna jump through hoops just to please anyone anyhow.
    Oughta know by now
    I ain’t gonna jump through hoops just to please anyone.

    Even though their sights are low I’m keeping my aim high.
    They don’t know their eyes are closed but mine are open wide.

    Yeah. Oh, yeah.
    Ah, yeah.

    They oughta know by now
    I ain’t gonna lose much sleep wondering when they’ll wake up to themselves.
    They oughta know right now
    I ain’t gonna lose much sleep wondering when they’ll wake up.
    When will they wake up?

    Even though their sights are low I’m keeping my aim high.
    Let them go, run your own show and keep your powder dry.

    Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
    Yeah, yeah.
    Yeah.

  • Nothing’s Changing My Life
    (Faulkner)

    Like taking candy from a little girl,
    It’s not hard to make me cry.
    There is no Santa Claus or Tinkerbell
    Making magic in my life.
    (Can you be content where you are?)
    I wanna try everything at least once in my life.
    (Don’t you think you’ve gone a bit far?)
    Why, never mind, in a little while you know I might
    Change my mind.

    Nothing’s changing my life,
    I think I’d better change my mind.
    Nothing’s changing my life,
    I feel a bit left behind.
    Nothing’s changing my life
    But they’re changing the times,
    Nothing is changing mine.

    I have no patience for the common man
    But that isn’t you or me.
    The commonplace I’ve heard of secondhand
    And that’s where we’ll never be.
    (Don’t you think you’ve gone a bit far?)
    I wanna be truly open for once in my life.
    (When you fall it’s gonna be hard!)
    I disagree, I’ve been hoping if I get the chance
    I won’t think twice.

    Nothing’s changing my life,
    I think I’d better change my mind.
    Nothing’s changing my life,
    I feel a bit left behind.
    Nothing’s changing my life
    But they’re changing the times,
    Nothing is changing mine.

    Don’t say that it’s all I deserve.
    Someday I’m gonna summon the nerve
    And face you unafraid
    And call a spade a spade
    And not just stand and wait
    Expecting to serve.

    Nothing’s changing my life.
    Nothing’s changing my life.
    Nothing’s changing my life
    But they’re changing the times,
    Nothing is changing mine.
    Nothing’s changing my life,
    I think I’d better change my mind.
    Nothing’s changing my life,
    I feel a bit left behind.
    Nothing’s changing.
    But they’re changing the times,
    Nothing is changing…
    They’re not changing.

  • #17
    (Faulkner)

    May I remind you,
    May I remind you that you are through
    Being the fresh blood (face).
    Everyone’s seen the tricks you get up to.

    It’s so nice, it’s so cold:
    Your #17.
    It’s so soft, it’s so bold:
    Your #17.

    You have a taste for
    Something you liked so very long ago.
    Nothing can equal
    Blazing a trail through fields of virgin snow.

    It’s so warm, it’s so sweet:
    Your #17.
    It’s so firm, it’s so neat:
    Your #17.

    You feel cold,
    You’re a whiter shade of pale.
    Truth be told:
    Hellhounds on your trail.
    There goes your final nail.

    Love is a strange bird,
    Taking us places we can never dream.
    Hard to imagine
    How does it feel in someone else’s skin?

    It’s so cruel, it’s so new:
    Your #17.
    It’s so fresh, it’s all through:
    Your #17.

    You’ve been told,
    It was in a silent way,
    You’re too old
    To go on this way.
    You really should behave
    Or face an early grave.

    There ain’t a damn thing
    I’ll ever say to make you change your mind.
    So take your fancy
    Knowing tomorrow is another time.

    It’s so nice, it’s so cold:
    Your #17.
    It’s so soft, it’s so bold:
    Your #17.
    It’s so warm, it’s so sweet:
    Your #17.
    It’s so firm, it’s so neat:
    Your #17. Your #17.
    Your #17. Your #17.
    Your #17. Your #17.

  • Domino
    (Faulkner)

    I’m getting out of here (move up a gear now),
    I’ve gotta get away.
    That’s it! It’s quitting time, I’ll split to find me
    A bit of space to play.

    Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.

    Nothing can stop me now: I’m gonna opt out,
    I won’t be coming back.
    No-one’ll miss me here, I’m disappearing
    And heading down the track.

    Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.
    Domino, we should be hitting the road.

    Just last Saturday, I was pretty shattered,
    A Church Of Latter Day Saints man at my door:
    Now, need I say more?
    He’s bible-bashing me in the old fashion,
    He’s still rehashing the cause of ancient strife.
    So, call me next life.

    Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.

    What, me worry? I’m in no big hurry.
    My time is not money so I’ve got lots to spend.
    I’m starting a trend.
    We’ll always treasure these moments together,
    It’s been a real pleasure to get to know you well.
    Let’s find a motel.

    So that’s where it’s at, I’ve had it with the rat race:
    It’s paradise or bust!
    I’m loose as a goose, to follow me, it’s useless,
    You won’t see me for dust.

    Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.
    Domino, we should be hitting the road.
    Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.
    Domino.
    Domino oh oh.

  • When You Get To California
    (Faulkner)

    I used to think I was on my own.
    I used to think I was fully grown.
    Yeah, well everyone thinks they’ve got it down cold
    And I guess I’m like anyone,
    But that was before I was unknown.

    You’ll know when you get to California,
    Darling Clementine, it’s a state of mind.
    You’ll know when you get to California,
    Freedom’s in the air and it’s waiting there.

    The life that I had back in New York
    Was happy enough, or so I always thought.
    Yeah, I made a new friend who opened my eyes
    To what’s inside of everyone
    And now I can see I was all talk.

    You’ll know when you get to California.
    Darling Clementine, it’s a state of mind.
    You’ll know when you get to California.
    Freedom’s in the air and it’s waiting there.
    You’ll know when you get to California,
    And while the planets turn I’m gonna live –
    And I’ll learn.

    Yeah, well everyone thinks they’ve got it down cold
    And I guess I’m like anyone
    But that was before I was unknown.

    You’ll know when you get to California,
    Darling Clementine, it’s a state of mind.
    You’ll know when you get to California,
    Freedom’s in the air and it’s waiting there.
    You’ll know when you get to California,
    And while the planets turn I’m gonna live –
    And I’ll learn.

    When you get to California.
    California.

    You’ll know when you get to California,
    And while the planets turn I know I’m gonna live.

  • This One’s For The Ladies
    (Shepherd)

    She’s the Sweetheart of the Inner West
    And it would be my pleasure,
    To make her very happy
    But she’s someone else’s treasure,
    Well ain’t a fella bound to dream
    Of when this life was leisure?
    She’s forgotten who I am.

    You say you had no choice
    The timbre of her voice
    What diabolic noise!
    My friend, you’re mocking fate
    You took the bait.

    Guilty admission, the power of suggestion
    Never an answer to follow the question
    This one is for the ladies.

    The face you recognise
    The phosphorescent lies
    The superficial prize
    She won’t require proof
    Ain’t that the truth.

    What if you were left behind?
    What if she would change her mind?
    Yes, her deep commitment stings
    People say the darndest things.

    The burning in your bones
    The monumental jones
    It’s abstract to conceive
    Thus: Rosabelle, believe.

    Guilty admission, the power of suggestion
    Never an answer to follow the question
    So without exception-
    This one is for the ladies…yeah…

  • Girls On Top
    (Faulkner)

    Girls on top, boys are not.
    If the kitchen gets too hot
    Get out while you’ve got the chance.
    Who’s wearing the pants?

    Girls on top, boys are not.
    And while you’re still in shock
    She’s booking the honeymoon.
    Prepare for your doom
    According to Mills and Boon.

    She is your friend,
    I’ll say it again:
    She is your friend,
    But where will it end?

    Understand: you’re a man,
    She has got the upper hand.
    You’d better be on your guard,
    She’s making it hard
    And she’s holding all the cards.

    She is your friend,
    I’ll say it again:
    She is your friend,
    But where will it end?

    Now where will it end?

    Girls on top, Boys are not.
    And now the penny’s dropped
    Try taking it on the chin.
    Yeah, you’d better give in
    And maybe you’ll save your skin.

    She is your friend,
    I’ll say it again:
    She is your friend.
    I’ll say it again,
    Yeah, I’ll say it again:
    She is your very best friend
    But where will it end?
    Where will it end? Where will it end?
    Where will it end? Where will it end?
    Where will it end?

  • Dead Sea
    (Faulkner)

    I saw God on the mountain
    In some burning bushes.
    I heard God in the desert
    In a cave of whispers.
    Moving over the water,
    Gathering the fishes.
    Watching sheep in the meadow
    While the shepherds slumbered.

    I know that it really means nothing.
    I know that it never can happen.

    People reading The Bible
    Like it’s holy scripture.
    Taking words out of context,
    Now devoid of meaning.
    Using heaven for hatred –
    Almost universal.
    Ignorance is The Devil,
    Knowledge was the first sin.

    I know that it really means nothing.
    I know that it never can happen.
    I know that it really means nothing.
    I know that it never can happen.

    Why won’t anyone listen
    When the Prophet’s talking?
    No more miracle-makers,
    Not since television.
    Damned to live in the present,
    This eternal moment.
    Blessed gift of existence,
    Clinging to a mystery.

    I know that it really means nothing.
    I know that it never can happen.
    I know it really means nothing.
    I know it never can…
    It never can happen.

    I know.

  • Isolation
    (Faulkner)

    What’s your pleasure? Throw the dice.
    Name your poison, name your price.
    Public figure – secret vice.
    Infotainment sacrifice.

    Whatever do you want?
    We’ll give you what you want.
    We’ll give you what you want.
    Whatever do you want?
    You want – we give!
    We give – you want!

    You from me: isolation!
    Quarantine: isolation!
    Refugee: isolation!
    Apathy: isolation!

    Feed the hungry: give ’em cake!
    Suck the nipple of the state.
    Are you happy, safe at home,
    All-consuming on your own?

    Whatever do you want?
    We’ll give you what you want.
    We’ll give you what you want.
    Whatever do you want?
    You want – we give!
    We give – you want!

    You from me: isolation!
    Quarantine: isolation!
    Refugee: isolation!
    Apathy: isolation!

    Isolation.
    Penetration.
    All across the united nations.
    Isolation.
    Penetration.
    All across the united nations.

    Constant washing of the brain
    Keeps the people entertained.
    March of progress, art of war.
    Welcome back to feudal law.

    Whatever do you want?
    We’ll give you what you want.
    We’ll give you what you want.
    Whatever do you want?
    You want – we give!
    We give – you want!

    You from me: isolation!
    Quarantine: isolation!
    Refugee: isolation!
    Apathy: isolation!
    You from me. Quarantine.
    Refugee. Apathy.

    Isolation.
    Penetration.
    All across the united nations.
    Isolation.
    Penetration.
    All across the united nations.

  • The Mighty Have Fallen
    (Faulkner)

    We were talking and remarking
    The mighty have fallen.
    They’re knocking ’em down.
    Open season, there’s just no pleasin’,
    It’s practically treason
    To win in this town.

    I never wanted to be
    Part of their petit bourgeoisie.
    How low, how low,
    How low can you go?
    How low, how low,
    How low can you go?

    Bad relations, sad occasions.
    Unfriendly persuasion –
    “Just look at the time!”
    False impressions, endless questions.
    The least indiscretions
    Are capital crime.

    Though you’re important to me
    You don’t get open sesame.
    How low, how low,
    How low can you go?
    How low, how low,
    How low can you go?

    But you’re no better than me.
    Don’t tell me how it’s meant to be.
    How low, how low,
    How low can you go?
    How low, how low,
    How low can you go?
    How low, how low,
    How low can you go?
    How low, how low,
    How low can you go?

  • The Good Son
    (Faulkner)

    Oh, man! He’s such a good son.
    Mama, see what your fine boy’s done:
    Killer, murdered that bad man.
    Got caught. Wasn’t that sad?
    Wasn’t that real sad?

    What a good, good son!
    Hold on, hold on.
    The good one.
    Hold on, hold on.
    Hold On!

    See him on television,
    Watch him being dragged to prison.
    Poor boy! Lawyers have framed him.
    Fifteen seconds of fame,
    Thinks we’ll know his name.

    What a good, good son!
    Hold on, hold on.
    A good one.
    Hold on, hold on.
    Hold on.
    People, hold on!
    Hold on.

    He said he was sorry, he could not help it.
    They told him, “Don’t worry, you’ll make it out one day.
    Yeah, one day.
    Enjoy your time in Long Bay!”

    “Hey, boy! Was that a good book?”
    Cellmate’s giving you a long, hard look.
    Dahmer, you’re in his fanclub.
    You’re sad – wrong in the head!
    Might be better off dead.

    What a good, good son!
    Hold on, hold on.
    A good one.
    Hold on, hold on.
    Hold on.
    People, hold on!
    Hold on.

  • Penelope’s Lullaby
    (Shepherd)

    Softly drift away
    My little sleepy head
    Make a secret wish
    You’re safe and warm in bed
    Here’s a tiny kiss
    I’m here to tuck you in

    Fall asleep…

    Stars and fairy dust
    Are jewels upon the sky
    Dance beyond the clouds
    You’re like a firefly
    Sweetly now I sing
    A gentle lullaby

    Fall asleep…

    It is time now that all good girls and boys
    Close their eyes, and dream…

    Set your cares afloat
    Across the Milky Way
    For tomorrow is
    Another lovely day
    But for now, goodnight
    And softly drift away

    Fall asleep…

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Released: 13 August 1996

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • Big Deal
    (Shepherd / Faulkner)

    I’m just trying to do the best I can,
    If you don’t approve that’s just too bad.
    I’ll get by somehow
    While you watch from your ivory tower.
    See, how you feel is no big deal to me.

    Do you think that I will just stand by
    While you pontificate from up on high?
    Your words fall on deaf ears,
    No-one’s heard of you down here.
    So turn cartwheels, its no big deal to me.

    Though you pour your scorn on all below
    No-one cares so there’s nowhere to go.
    Let go!
    Let go!

    One day soon you’ll have to understand
    You cannot dictate the way I am.
    I could talk to you
    But I’ve got better things to do
    And how you feel is no big deal to me.
    Yeah, how you feel is no big deal to me.
    How you feel is no big deal to…
    Me.

    No big deal.
    Yeah, you’re no big deal.
    Yeah, skip it.

  • Down On Me
    (Faulkner)

    I’ve been going through hell
    And it’s starting to tell.
    Wanna stand up and yell,
    I wish I had a soul to sell.

    All I see is down on me.
    I don’t need down on me.
    Everybody is down on me.
    Get out of my tree,
    Stop crowding me!

    Ain’t it always the way
    How people treat you today?
    Fuck you over and say,
    “Now go and have a real nice day!”

    They must be down on me.
    Can’t you see: down on me,
    I don’t need them down on me
    Let me breathe,
    Stop drowning me!

    They must be down on me.
    He and she, down on me.
    My family is down on me,
    Even Mr. T is down on me!

    ‘Cos I’m doing it tough
    I thought of turning to drugs.
    But there is never enough
    To keep my problems beneath the rug.

    L.S.D., down on me!
    P.C.P., down on me!
    T.H.C., down on me!
    M.S.G., down on me!
    X.T.C., down on me!
    F.A.B., down on me!
    R.I.P., down on me!
    M.T.V., go down on me!

  • Mine
    (Faulkner)

    I want for nothing,
    Yeah, I got it all.
    I’m a superhuman
    And I’m ten feet tall.
    I’m truly perfect
    In every way
    And, like Alexander,
    I feel great!

    It’s all mine
    It’s all mine, yeah.
    It’s all mine
    It’s all mine, yeah.

    You’re a living legend –
    Only in your mind.
    (I would never tell you
    But I’m feeling kind).
    You’re nothing special
    You would agree,
    And you’re so lucky
    To know me.

    It’s all mine
    It’s all mine, yeah.
    It’s all mine
    It’s all mine, yeah.

    I keep improving
    Like vintage wine.
    Come and taste it –
    Get in line.

    It’s all mine
    It’s all mine, yeah.
    It’s all mine
    It’s all mine, yeah.
    It’s all mine.
    Mine, my, my, mine.

  • Waking Up Tired
    (Shepherd / Faulkner)

    Oh, the nights are long
    And I’m so tired of waking up tired,
    Man, they just drag on and on
    And I’m so tired of waking up tired.

    The company I’m keeping
    Won’t let me get my sleep in.

    Oh, I hate the light
    And I’m so tired of waking up tired.
    The morning sun is getting way too bright
    And I’m so tired of waking up tired.

    If I was worth a fortune
    I’d never leave my bedroom
    I just wanna stay right here, safe and sound.

    Oh, I have to go
    But I’m so tired of waking up tired.
    The lights are on but there is no-one home
    ‘Cos I’m so wired from waking up tired.

    I need a good vacation
    Away from all this recreation.
    I just wanna stay right here, safe and sound.
    Blankets pulled up to my ears, safe and sound.

    I need a month of Sundays
    To help me cope with Mondays,

    Oh, I’m late again
    And I’m so tired, might even get fired.
    I could blame it on a cancelled train
    But I won’t try it, I know they won’t buy it.

    If I was worth a fortune
    I’d never leave my bedroom until next June!
    I just wanna stay right here, safe and sound.
    Blankets pulled up to my ears, safe and sound.
    I just wanna stay right here, safe and sound.

  • Please Yourself
    (Faulkner)

    I don’t like to interfere
    But I’ve gotta say I’ve “had it up to here”,
    I always hate to find you crying in your beer.
    You and her have had a fight,
    Well, that seems to happen every other night.
    She thinks nothing that you do is ever right.
    Is that right?

    You’re gonna make her walk
    The more you try to crawl.
    If you don’t please yourself you’ll please no-one at all.

    Man to man, I think its sad,
    You think happiness depends on feeling bad.
    Now I see why she’s the best you’ve ever had.
    And you want more of the same.
    Truth be told, you both enjoy this little game
    But when it ends you’ll only have yourself to blame.
    That’s the shame.

    If you don’t take a stand
    You’re bound to take a fall.
    If you won’t help yourself you’ll help no-one at all.
    So, please yourself.
    Please yourself.

    I don’t want to pick a side.
    You both do whatever gets you through the night
    But you’d better take this chance to put it right.
    Get it right.
    Get it right.

    You’re gonna make her walk
    The more you try to crawl.
    If you don’t please yourself you’ll please no-one at all.
    No-one at all.
    If you don’t love yourself you’ll love no-one at all.
    No-one at all.
    So, please yourself.

    You’re gonna make her walk
    The more you try to crawl.
    If you don’t please yourself you’ll please no-one at all.
    No one at all.
    If you don’t love yourself you’ll love no one at all.
    No one at all.
    So, please yourself.
    Please yourself.

  • If Only…
    (Faulkner)

    If I only knew what I know
    I would not have done what I did.
    You said all along I was wrong
    But I went and did it anyway.
    Yes, I went and did it anyway.

    But if only…
    You should listen.
    But if only…
    Stop and think.

    I was in control, so I thought,
    With a foolproof plan – what a joke!
    Proving what a fool I can be
    As it all exploded in my face.
    Whatever made me do it anyway?

    But if only…
    Time’s a-wasting,
    But if only
    Just move on.
    But if only…
    No use chasing
    But if only…
    What is gone.

    Oh, you sentimental fool,
    You’re finding out life can be cruel,
    You cannot bend the rules.
    Oh, you sentimental fool,
    You find some coal and think that you’ll
    Create a precious jewel.
    You sentimental fool!

    But if only…
    Something ventured,
    But if only…
    Nothing gained.
    But if only…
    You were captured
    But if only…
    By your game.

    Oh, you temperamental fool,
    You’ve got to keep your engine cool,
    You’re burning too much fuel.
    Oh, you temperamental fool
    You think you’ll find somebody who’ll
    Be warm when you are cool.
    You temperamental fool!

    Picking myself up off the ground
    Everybody knows how that feels!
    To be wrong again, as I know I will.
    It really doesn’t matter anyway

    But if only…
    Time’s a wasting.
    But if only…
    Just move on
    But if only…
    No use chasing
    But if only…
    What is gone
    But if only…
    Catching rainbows
    Can’t be done
    Fleeting haloes
    Of the sun.
    Of the sun.

  • Mind The Spider
    (Faulkner)

    Little Miss Muffet is eating her dinner.
    She’s smacking her lips and licking her fingers,
    Completely unawares that something hideous lingers.

    Mind the Spider!
    Mind the Spider!

    Little Miss Muffet’s been hocking her china
    And working late shifts in a Hollywood diner,
    Completely unaware of the creature behind her.

    Mind the Spider!
    Mind the Spider!

    Little Miss Muffet is back in her parlour
    Preparing herself for the evening gala.
    She was startled by the sound of some hideous laughter.

    Mind the Spider!
    Mind the Spider!

  • Why?
    (Faulkner)

    I’m drinking “Mother’s Ruin”
    And grooving-out to You Am I.
    “Well, Hi!”
    I’m cornered and I’m hoping
    For once your mouth ain’t open wide
    Oh, my-my-my-my!

    Tell me why
    You can’t look me in the eye?
    Tell me why
    You always have to lie?

    What is that strange aroma
    That tells me you’re not bona fide?
    Oh, why?
    It’s always necessary
    To get you’re stories verified.
    Oh, why? Why? Why? Why?

    Tell me why you can’t look me in the eye?
    Tell me why you always have to lie?
    Tell me why ‘cos it’s pointless to deny!
    Tell me why?
    Tell me why?

    Please tell me why?
    Please tell me why?
    Please tell me why?
    So help me…

    Your friends are getting fewer.
    Have you considered suicide?
    You might try.
    Your cookie has to crumble
    And you’ll be eating humble pie
    In the sky, by and by.

    Tell me why you always have to lie?Tell me why you can’t look me in the eye?
    Tell me why ’cause it’s pointless to deny!
    Tell me why you don’t curl up and die?
    Tell me why?
    Tell me why?
    Tell me why?

  • All I Know
    (Shepherd)

    What’s the time?
    I’m wide awake.
    You’re in my head.
    Where’ve I been?
    You’re years behind and miles ahead.

    Anyone could see that you’re delicious
    But for me I’m decidedly capricious.

    I’m content to follow blindly
    Though you don’t know where to go.
    Hold my hand and jump in with me,
    I need you is all I know.

    I’m so far behind myself they’ve closed the gate.
    You’re the key,
    Don’t you dare let me escape.

    What was I thinking?
    Why am I choosing?
    I’m a junkie dependent on losing.

    I’m content to follow blindly
    Though you don’t know where to go.
    Hold my hand and jump in with me,
    I need you is all I know.

    I need a friend to help me build a fire.
    Love drown me in a ocean of desire.

    What’s the time?
    I’m wide awake.
    You’re in my head.

    I’m content to follow blindly
    Though you don’t know where to go.
    Hold my hand and jump in with me,
    I need you is all I know.

    All I know…

  • Get High
    (Faulkner)

    Everybody wants to buy a one-way ticket to paradise.
    Everybody’s had enough of too much work and self sacrifice.
    They wanna get higher,
    They wanna get …

    Everybody wants to take a tiny pill they call happiness.
    They’d eat ’em by the dozen and they’d never even think about side effects.
    They wanna get higher,
    They wanna get
    High.
    They just wanna get high.

    I would never try to tell you I’m any better than all the rest,
    I’m looking for a panacea, so far nothing can pass the test.
    I wanna get higher
    I wanna get
    High.
    I just wanna get high
    Somedays you just wanna get high.

    I wanna get,
    You wanna get,
    They wanna get (higher)
    He wants to get,
    She wants to get,
    We all wanna get…

    We wanna get…
    Yeah, we need to get…
    We just better get
    One thing straight, there are no easy answers for all of us
    But when they discover one
    I’ll tell you I’ll be the first on that bus!

    I wanna get higher,
    I wanna get…
    I gotta get higher
    And I’m gonna get
    High!
    I just wanna get high,
    Somedays you just wanna get high.
    Well these days
    We just wanna get high!
    And always
    Wanna kiss all our cares bye-bye,
    Bye-bye!

    I wanna get,
    You wanna get,
    They wanna get (higher)
    He wants to get,
    She wants to get,
    We’re all gonna get
    High.
    High.
    High.
    High.
    High.

  • Always Something
    (Faulkner)

    Always something, never one thing, baby.
    Always something, never one thing, baby.

    I wouldn’t want to see you suffer, honey,
    But this ain’t the time for letting go,
    So hang on in.
    What doesn’t kill you makes you tougher, don’t it?
    You’re stronger than anyone I know.

    And you can cry if you like
    But don’t give up the fight.
    Can two wrongs make a right?
    Please stay here one more night.

    What if the worst of this is over, finished,
    Only it’s too soon now to know.
    Just hold on tight,
    There could be rolling fields of clover growing
    Waiting to push up through the snow.

    And you can swear if you like
    But don’t give up the fight.
    Only you can decide
    To stay here one more night.

    Always something,
    Never one thing, baby,
    Always something,
    It’s never one thing, baby,

    I can’t imagine how you’re feeling (don’t ask!)
    I could be there someday myself
    As we both know.
    Now’s a good time for love and healing. Ready?
    Picture yourself in perfect health.

    And you can stare at the light
    But don’t give up the fight,
    Two wrongs don’t make a right
    Just stay here one more night.

    Always something,
    Never one thing, baby,
    Always something,
    Never one thing, baby,
    Always something,
    Never one thing, baby,
    Always something.

  • Son-Of-A-Gun
    (Faulkner)

    I landed myself in a jam,
    I knew it the moment the prison door slammed.
    I shot a man dead just to show how tough I am.
    It wasn’t planned.
    The way it went down, it was late,
    I got a bit fresh with some other man’s date.
    He met me outside and that’s where he met his fate.
    A big mistake.

    My lawyer said I had no “just cause”
    And the best I could do was to clutch at straws.
    Now you son-of-a-gun,
    Look at what you’ve done.

    My record was no help at all,
    I’ve got a string of convictions since juvenile hall.
    I stood up in court and they nailed me to the wall.
    And that was all…
    The jury were sure that I lied.
    It took all of ten minutes for those good people to decide.
    The judge hid a smile as he sentenced me with pride.
    Nobody cried.

    Now I’m looking at twenty before parole,
    By the time I get out of here I’ll be old.
    Now you son-of-a-gun,
    Look at what you’ve done
    Yeah, you son-of-a-gun,
    You’re missing all the fun.

    You son-of-a-gun.

    What I wouldn’t give now to have a good time with my friends.
    And what I wouldn’t give now to live my life over again.
    I’d do it all over again!
    Yeah!

    Sick of the everyday grind
    And a world without women’s about to make me go blind.
    They say life goes on but, then, I put mine behind.
    Just doing time.
    Just doing time.

    I got the conviction that I was framed
    But I’ll still be stuck in here all the same.
    Now, you son-of-a-gun,
    Look at what you’ve done.
    Yeah, you son-of-a-gun,
    You’re missing all the fun.

    You ol’ son-of-a-gun.

    What have you done, done, done, done, done?
    You dumb son-of-a-gun, gun, gun, gun, gun.

    Think about it.

  • Night Must Fall
    (Faulkner)

    Never thought we’d ever end,
    I can’t afford to lose more friends.
    Not to have you close at hand
    Wasn’t quite what I had planned.

    (It’s that time)
    Is it that time?
    A moment that will pass
    (Yes, it’s that time)
    Is it that time?
    We knew it couldn’t last.

    I’m just trying to catch my breath.
    A heart that beats itself to death,
    Panic stricken by the thought
    You’re not here for my support.

    (But its that time)
    Is it that time?
    A curtain has to fall.
    (Yes, it’s that time)
    Is it that time?
    The writing’s on the wall.
    (You’re in your prime)
    You’re in your prime now, darling,
    And that’s the worst of all.
    It’s just that time.

    Night must fall.

    Ooh, I’m so lonely.
    Ooh, I’m so sorry.
    Ooh, I’m so lonely.

    Can we ever justify
    Letting sleeping hatred lie?
    In the trenches hand-to-hand
    Is the measure of a man.
    Am I a man?

    (It’s that time)
    Is it that time?
    The light has almost gone.
    (Yes, it’s that time)
    Is it that time?
    The carnival moves on.
    You’re in your prime
    (You’re in your prime now, darling)
    And you did nothing wrong,
    It’s just that time.

    Night has come.

    I’m alone.
    I’m so lonely.
    I’m alone.

    Ooh, I’m so lonely.
    Ooh, I’m so sorry.
    Ooh, I’m so lonely.
    Ooh, I’m so sorry.
    Ooh, I’m so lonely.

    I’m so sorry.
    I’m so lonely.

  • Monterey Sunset
    (Shepherd)

    (Instrumental)

  • Concerto For Choppers –
    (i): The Phreaks Go West
    (ii): Spahn Ranch
    (iii): Chickie Run

    (Shepherd)

    (Instrumental, with dialogue samples)

  • Quicksand
    (Faulkner)

    Quicksand,
    Hold on ‘til I reach you.
    Hang in!
    I’m running to free you.

    All alone in the wilderness
    Craving for a sweet caress.
    Love appears in a cruel mirage,
    A fatal trap under camouflage.

    It’s like quicksand.
    They all tried to warn you:
    Old ways
    Are too easy to fall into.

    You broke away from my caravan,
    You didn’t trust the camel man.
    You wanted space so you took it all,
    Now who’s around here to see you fall

    Into quicksand?
    I ain’t trying to blame you,
    Call me.
    Now, don’t be ashamed to.

    All alone in the dead of night,
    Dreaming of Turkish delight.
    An empty bed is a barren land,
    It drinks your tears up like burning sand.

    I only pray that I ain’t too late,
    There’s something left to extricate.
    Just relax, don’t give in to fear.
    If you struggle you will disappear

    Under quicksand.
    Hold on ‘til I reach you.
    Hang in!
    I’m running to free you.

    Quicksand,
    I’m searching for traces.
    Come home
    To my cool oasis.

    It’s like quicksand.
    Quicksand.

  • Breakfast At Stephanie’s
    (Faulkner)

    (Instrumental)

  • It’s Too Slow
    (Faulkner)

    Well, I have to wonder
    ‘Bout the stars I’m under,
    How they won’t make up their minds.
    And if this ain’t dreaming
    Then I might run screaming
    To the nearest compromise.

    There’s one thing I know,

    It’s too slow.
    Don’t I know?
    And if I don’t get there don’t you say, I told you so.
    I told you so.

    Here’s a frank admission,
    I’m in no position
    To be telling you all your crimes.
    But if I must blame someone
    For what’s been left undone
    Then I might find that I’m the first in line.

    There’s one thing I know,

    It’s too slow.
    And don’t I know?
    If I don’t get there don’t you say I told you so.
    I told you so.
    It’s too slow,
    Don’t I know?
    If I don’t get there don’t you say I told you so.
    I told you so.

    I don’t wanna her it
    ‘Cause I can’t keep a secret,
    I let the whole world know.

    But at least I’m moving,
    Things might start improving
    Or else I might learn to improvise.
    But if it makes some difference,
    I will go the distance
    Even though I don’t win first prize.

    There’s one thing I know,

    It’s too slow.
    And don’t I know?
    If I don’t get there don’t you say I told you so.
    I told you so.
    It’s too slow,
    Don’t I know?
    And if I don’t get there don’t you say that,
    No!
    I don’t wanna know.
    No, no, no!
    But there you go.

    There you go.

    It’s too slow,
    It’s too slow.
    Too, too slow.
    Too slow.

  • The Exorcist
    (Faulkner)

    Echoes of footsteps on lonely streets.
    His silver cane taps a mournful beat.
    Dead city, shrouded in Winter mist.
    Follow the trail of the exorcist.

    I’m on a terrible mission,
    Confronting death and saving her soul
    A bloody war of attrition,
    Releasing forces out of control.
    (out of control)

    I can’t figure out
    Where there’s room for doubt?

    Outside the house with a yellow door,
    An angry voice that he’s heard before,
    “Abandon hope all who enter here.
    I am your master. I am your fear.”

    She was a difficult woman.
    For days on end she was tied to her bed.
    Possessed by spirits inhuman.
    “Leave us”, they cried, “Or this woman is dead.”

    I can’t figure out
    Where there’s room for doubt?
    I can’t figure out
    Where there is room for doubt?

    (And so he set to work)
    You are a part of the holy family
    Open your hear to love. True love.
    You are a part of the holy family
    Open your hear to love. True love

    I love to wrestle with demons.
    Her tortured soul was begging for help.
    I dragged her kicking and screaming
    From the embrace of satan himself.
    From the abyss and satan himself.

    I can’t figure out
    Where there’s room for doubt?
    I can’t figure out
    Where there is room for doubt?

    When she was cured they had to clean the mess,
    The bile and blood and filth her body left.
    The demon lingered ’til the point of death,
    At last surrendered on her final
    Breath.

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Released: 13 September 1994

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • The Right Time
    (Faulkner)

    Baby, here we come!
    We’re gonna step on you
    Just stay out of our way, now.
    Listen, we don’t care
    Keep your business to yourself
    You’ve got too much to say, now.

    You are mine anytime,
    There’s no time like the right time.

    Baby, we ain’t sure
    That we like your attitude.
    Don’t you act like a child, now.
    We ain’t here for long,
    (there’s) no excuse your being rude,
    Service me with a smile now.

    You are mine.
    Anytime,
    There’s no time like the right time.
    Make a sign,
    Cross that line,
    There’s no time like the right time.

    Baby, watch your step,
    We might have to mess you up!
    Just get out of our way, now.
    You might live longer that way, now.

  • Crossed Wires
    (Faulkner)

    Spread out your wings, let’s see you fly.
    What does it take to get you high?
    Not something money ever buys.
    Damage control is bought to bear,
    With cracks appearing everywhere,
    But you’re too far gone to even care.
    You don’t care.

    You’re in a mind set,
    You’ve got your wires crossed.
    Are even these words lost on you? Oh, yeah.

    One of these days I hope you’ll learn,
    How candles are supposed to burn.
    You act as if that’s no concern of yours,
    But it is.

    You’ve taken a wrong turn,
    You’re stuck in a tailspin.
    What good has your life been to you? Oh, yeah.

    Oh, yeah,
    Now, you can shake your head,
    Oh, yeah,
    But when you wake up dead,
    Will that do you?
    Could that cure you?
    Oh, yeah,
    And all your friends can say,
    Oh, yeah,
    “It had to end this way.”
    You couldn’t face it,
    Was all wasted on you.
    Nothing they could do.

    There has to be a better way
    To make believe that you’re o.k.
    You’re not the first to feel afraid
    There is no shame.
    No shame.

    Aren’t you afraid?

    You’ve taken a wrong turn,
    You’re stuck in a tailspin.
    What good has your life been to you? Oh, yeah.
    Oh, yeah.
    You’re in a mind set,
    You’ve got your wires crossed.
    Are even these words lost on you? Oh, yeah.
    Oh, yeah.
    Oh, yeah.

  • Quo Vadis
    (Faulkner)

    Where did everybody go?
    Quo vadis, daddy-o?
    I can’t dig this scene,
    Don’t throw sand in my vaseline.

    Where has everybody gone?
    It can’t be me they’re running from!
    I thought I was hip.
    Man, don’t flip me this bum trip.
    Where did everybody go?

    They went that-a-way!
    They went that-a-way!
    They went that-a-way!
    They went that-a-way!

    Why did everybody leave?
    Maybe I’m a bit naive
    First we’re having fun,
    I turn around, I see no-one.
    Where did everybody go?

    They went that-a-way!
    They went that-a-way!
    They went that-a-way!
    They went that-a-way!

    That-a-way!
    That-a-way!

    I won’t breathe a word,
    Hey, come clean, daddy, now have you heard,
    Where did everybody go?

    Where did everybody go?
    Where did everybody go?
    Where did everybody go?
    Where did everybody go?
    Where did everybody go?
    Where did everybody go?
    Where did everybody go?
    Where did everybody go?

  • Nobody
    (Faulkner)

    I wish tonight could last forever,
    It’s like I’ve never seen the stars before.
    We sit in silence by a river,
    Aware that this can’t happen anymore.

    And you catch the moonlight in your hair
    And a whisper from nowhere
    Softly tells me that

    I don’t want nobody,
    I don’t want nobody,
    I don’t want no-one if I don’t have you.

    I guess you’ve always shared my feelings
    But until now they’ve only held us back.
    A wilderness of fear and darkness
    That now reveals itself as innocence.

    And you are so perfect in my sight.
    We fall silent like the night
    That protects us.

    And I don’t want nobody,
    I don’t want nobody,
    I don’t want no-one if don’t have you.

    And you catch the moonlight in your hair
    And a whisper from nowhere
    Seems to tell me, tell me, tell me

    We must return to home and shelter
    And, like before, we’ll go our separate ways.
    What we have shared can’t make any difference now.
    Your lover calls, your lover calls
    And you go back there.

    While I only wonder what I’ll do
    All tomorrow without you?
    All I know now is

    I don’t want nobody,
    I don’t want nobody,
    I don’t want anyone if I don’t have you.

    I don’t want nobody,
    I don’t want anybody,
    I don’t want, I don’t want no-one
    If I don’t, If I don’t have you.
    Don’t have you.
    I don’t want nobody
    I don’t want nobody
    If I don’t have you.

  • Form A Circle
    (Shepherd)

    I could really go for you
    ‘Cause you’re kinda way out too
    Freaks me out this scene is mine
    I ain’t walking no straight line

    Don’t be late – Don’t hesitate
    Form a circle!

    I feel like a wayward son
    You make me get my buzz on
    Havin’ you all is my goal
    Reach right in and fuck my soul

    Fornicate – appropriate
    Form a circle!

    If its good you gotta do it
    Form a circle, get into it
    Go ahead, you can’t hide it
    Form a circle, don’t you try to fight it

    I can feel just where you are
    You can never go too far
    Same place, same time every week
    Won’t you turn the other cheek

    Lookin’ good – it’s understood – I wish you would!

    If its good you gotta do it
    Form a circle, get into it
    Go ahead, you can’t hide it
    Form a circle, don’t you try to fight it

    Form a circle!

  • Fading Slow
    (Shepherd)

    Ah, I was ready to meet this journey’s end
    Until I met you, my dear friend.
    My will was broken, my hand had been dealt
    Until you changed it – how I felt.

    As the stream leads to the sea, I will flow.
    What once was now leaves me be, fading slow.

    Ah, you have given me life back again,
    I feel immortal, king of men.
    Give me immersion, love wash over me,
    There ain’t no better place to be.

    As the stream leads to the sea, I will flow.
    What once was now leaves me be, fading slow.

    No use to try, stop wondering why
    ‘Cause just like the mighty river I will flow.

    I found renewal, I have found someone.
    Now we’re together, as if one.

    As the stream leads to the sea, I will flow.
    What once was now leaves me be, fading slow.

  • Gospel Train
    (Faulkner)

    Hey pilgrim, climb aboard the gospel train.
    Free trip to heaven – no time to explain!
    All aboard the gospel train.
    All non-believers can go straight to hell,
    Rival religions I condemn as well.
    Non – believers, go to hell!
    They can take the rest as well.

    I was a rock ‘n’ roller long ago.
    The hours were too long and the pay was low.
    Rock ‘n’ roller long ago.
    I sinned in every way that’s known to man,
    I sure raised hell but it was all God’s plan.
    Every sin that’s known to man
    Must have been in God’s big plan.

    All aboard the gospel train, its leaving soon.

    Now I’m a christian with a tale to tell.
    I’d give it freely but I’m forced to sell.
    Yes, I have a tale to tell.
    I am a businessman in Jesus’ name:
    “Give unto Caesar…” and give me the same!
    Businessman in Jesus’ name,
    All aboard the gospel train!

    Gospel train.
    Gospel train.
    Gospel train.
    Train.
    Train.

  • Less Than A Feeling
    (Faulkner)

    Don’t look to the future – you don’t want to know
    What’s wrong with this picture: “The future is in radio”?

    A.M., F.M., what’s in a name?
    To me, they’re one and the same
    It drives me insane.

    I need a sound that ain’t found six feet underground,
    it’s driving me to despair.
    I search your dial for a smile like it’s going out of style.
    Is there anyone there?

    Don’t tell me the weather is gonna be cold.
    You know you should never commit yourself
    to statements so bold.
    Golden oldies, tired and true,
    In ten years what will you do?
    I’m talking to you!

    I need a sound that ain’t found six feet underground,
    it’s driving me to despair.
    I search your dial for a smile like it’s going out of style.
    Is there anyone there?

    What about superstars
    surrounded by bodyguards,
    champagne and caviar?
    You’re gonna need some Anusol,
    When Hollywood meets Rock’n’ Roll.

    I need a sound that ain’t found six feet underground,
    it’s driving me to despair.
    I search your dial for a smile like it’s going out of style.
    Is there anyone there?

    I need a sound that ain’t found six feet underground,
    it’s driving me to despair.
    I search your dial for a smile like it’s going out of style.
    Is there anyone there?
    Is there anyone there?
    Is there anyone there?

  • You Open My Eyes
    (Shepherd)

    Seagulls fly an opal sky.
    Likewise, fish are swimming in the ocean.
    Sunlight streaming thru the clouds,
    Not a care in this world, not a notion.

    I don’t know if I should laugh or cry,
    You make me feel like I will never die.
    You can open my eyes with your sweet loving.

    Flowers gently open wide,
    Swallow me up whole inside a daydream.
    Everything is nothing here
    And nothing really ever is as it seems.

    I appreciate the majesty
    Colliding in this lovely catastrophe.
    You can open my eyes with your sweet loving.

    …And it’s a long, long way,
    It’s a sunshine day.
    It’s a long, long way from where I began…

    The moon, he’s smiling down on us.
    Stars, they dance across the heavens above.
    I feel like a child again,
    My arms wrapped around the girl that I love.

    Ooh, angel, you blow my soul.
    All the wonders of this world now unfold…

    You can open my eyes with your sweet loving.

  • Hypocrite Blues
    (Faulkner)

    GURU: “Don’t do what I do, do what I say.
    If that sounds like voodoo, well, what the hey?
    I know what I mean
    And my hands are clean.

    “Don’t do what your parents say you should.
    That don’t wash in this here neighbourhood.
    Go out, raise some hell,
    Maybe cash as well.
    Who cares if we wake up in a cell?”

    DISCIPLE:
    “I don’t want to get left behind
    Oh, I won’t follow anybody blind.
    I just can’t make up my mind,
    Oh, I’ll take one step at a time
    Oh, I’ve got no answer now
    Oh no, I’ve have no answer now.

    “I don’t want to get left behind
    I just can’t make up my mind.
    I won’t follow anybody blind,
    I’ll take one step at a time
    Oh, I’ve got no answer now
    Oh no, I’ve got no answer now”.

    GURU:
    “You begin to bore What’re you waiting for?
    There are no exceptions to my law.
    Except for, maybe, me.

    “You see around here, you’re either in you’re out.
    And you’re out.”

  • I See You
    (Shepherd)

    You’ve been sending me a message
    that I cannot ignore,
    ’cause your mouth done shot you thru’
    the stratosphere of folklore.
    Don’t you get it? Let me lend you a clue.
    I see you, I see right through you.

    You’re a sad malignant loser,
    why do you continue?
    I’m your mirror so wherever you go,
    man – I see you.
    I can’t tolerate your self-righteous views.
    I see you, I see right through you.

    I see you, I see you.
    I see you, I see you.

    Monumental load of shit
    It’s beaming in loud and clear.
    C’mon, give my ears a break,
    hell, I’ve had you up to here!
    I know who you are, I know what you do.
    I see you, I see right through you.

    I see you, I see you.
    I see you, I see you.
    I see you, I see you. I see you.

    I see you.

  • Judgement Day
    (Shepherd / Faulkner)

    Sinners are you ready?
    For the judgement day is nigh.
    Lift your eyes to heaven
    As the storm clouds fill the sky.

    It will all be over in the batting of an eye,
    Better kiss the sweet life goodbye.

    You can’t draw fresh water
    From a well that’s almost dry.
    Hope may spring eternal
    But there’s none for you and I.

    There will be no sorrow,
    There’ll be no reason to cry
    As we kiss this sweet life goodbye,
    And we remember how it feels to die.

    Everybody wants you to be happy,
    Everybody hopes you’re feeling good,
    So good.
    And you should.
    Yes, you should.

    Sinners are you ready?
    For the judgement day is nigh.

  • The Mountain
    (Faulkner)

    Love it or leave it,
    The choices are few.
    Where is the magic?
    Wave your wand ’til your dreams come true.
    I’m high on illusion,
    Like a fool who is truly in love
    Whose act of suspension
    Only proves there are wires above.

    Now you see the ways things are
    You can’t pretend you’re blind.
    You can’t have a change of heart
    Before you change your mind.

    Give me a reason
    Or give me a rhyme,
    One man’s high treason
    Is another’s victimless crime.
    We say we want justice
    To be blind and be binding on all
    But nobody wants it
    On their heads where the sword must fall.

    Why is everybody laughing at me?
    Why is everybody happy but me?

    I wait for a mountain
    That won’t ever come.
    I feel just like Mohammed
    And, perhaps, a little bit dumb.
    Others go climb it.
    You ask them why, they’ll reply “‘Cause it’s there!”
    But me and my mountain
    We’re not getting, getting nowhere.

    Why is everybody laughing at me?
    Why is everybody happy but me?
    While I was standing here
    I got this wild idea:
    I thought everyone was laughing at me.

    Now you see the way things are
    You can’t pretend you’re blind
    You can’t have a change of heart
    Before you change your mind.
    Now you see the way things are
    You can’t pretend,
    Pretend that you’re blind.

    Stop talking, start walking.
    Do something more than moving your mouth.
    Stop talking, start walking.
    Do something more than moving your mouth.
    Stop talking, start walking.
    Do something more than moving your mouth.
    Stop talking,
    Start walking,
    Do something –
    Do anything!

  • Road Hog
    (Shepherd)

    (INSTRUMENTAL)

  • Wait For The Sun
    (Faulkner)

    I’m getting tired of all this never-ending rain that sometimes I
    Wanna go live in a desert all alone but then I
    Would get thirsty for the milk of human kindness even though
    There’s precious little ‘round here anyway

    I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.
    I wait for the sun.

    It’s raining cats and dogs and blowing up a gale that threatens
    To tear apart the very fabric of our lives and anyone
    Who hides behind a veil of lies will soon find themselves exposed
    To the truth they’ve fought their whole life to avoid.

    I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.
    I wait for the sun.
    I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.
    I wait for the sun.

    Now, it’s been away so long,
    Weather man says, “Nothing’s wrong.
    It’s alright, just sit tight.
    Though I’ve made mistakes before,
    Tomorrow will be fine for sure.”
    So you say.
    I bet it don’t turn out that way.

    Don’t wait for change to happen, it’s up to each of us to turn the tide
    And if we drown in trying there’s worse ways to die, such as
    Just hiding in your bedroom praying that your dam will not burst and
    Wash away the petty life you have known.

    I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.
    I wait for the sun.
    I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.

    I wait for the sun.
    I wait for the sun.
    I wait for the sun.
    I wait for the sun.
    I wait for the sun.
    I wait for the sun.

  • End Of The Line
    (Faulkner)

    Hey everybody, gather ‘round.
    Say, do you like what’s coming down?
    Everyone feels the same as you
    So you know what you have to do.
    Stand your ground for your point of view.
    To thine own self you have to be true.

    Hey everybody, do you hear
    The sound of marching drawing near?
    Are you trapped in the comfort zone?
    On your feet, ’cause you’re not alone.
    You gotta move like a rolling stone
    Heading out for the great unknown.

    Everybody’s gotta make their choice (Destination)
    Everybody’s gotta find their voice (Liberation)
    Are you ready? Let me hear some noise!
    Push (This time)
    ’Til we find (We’ll find)
    That this time (This time)
    We’ve reached the end of the line.

    Hey everybody, here we go,
    From Timbuktu to Tokyo,
    From the Thames to the Amazon,
    All the way back to Babylon.
    Call the man in the Pentagon,
    Let him know where we’re coming from.

    Everybody’s gotta make their choice (Celebration)
    Everybody’s gotta find their voice (Education)
    Are you ready? Let me hear some noise!
    Push (This time)
    ’Til we find (We’ll find)
    That this time (This time)
    We’ve reached the end of the line.

    Hey everybody, gather ‘round.
    Hey everybody, do you hear?
    Hey everybody, here we go.

  • Television Addict
    (Baker / Faulkner)

    Read the news the other day
    About a boy they threw away.
    He went out and shot someone
    Like some Kojak teleplay.
    The papers claimed he was confused
    between fact and fantasy.
    It seems he spent all of his time
    In front of a T,V. screen

    He was a television addict.
    Television addict.
    Television addict.
    Television addict.

    His lawyer said, “This boy is sick.
    Blame the ratings for his crime.”
    They say too much sex and too much violence on the idiot box
    Spoiled his idiot mind.

    He was a television addict.
    Television addict.
    Television addict.
    Television addict.
    Now watch me.

    Television addict.
    Television addict.
    Television addict.
    Television addict.

    Now, you and me, we spend all of our time
    In front of our Window On The World.
    Just because I watch Dinah Shore
    Doesn’t mean I need a facelift,
    Doesn’t mean my brain has slipped.
    Doesn’t mean anything.
    There’s more of everything on my mind than
    On any television screen.
    We’re not dumb.

    (Television addict)
    We’re not dumb.
    (Television addict)
    Just because I watch Dinah Shore.
    (Television addict)
    Just because I watch Mary Tyler-Moore.
    (Television addict)
    Just because I watch Lucille Ball.
    (Television addict)
    Just because I watch ’em all
    (Television addict)
    We’re not dumb, we’re not dumb.
    (Television addict)
    We don’t have to kill our own mothers if we don’t want to.

  • Something I Forgot To Say
    (Faulkner)

    Something I forgot to say,
    Thought you knew it anyway.

    But I’ll spell it out for you
    If I need to tell you.
    If it really helps you.
    I’ll do anything to please.
    Let me set your mind at ease.

    But I hope you understand,
    Though it was unspoken,
    (I hope you understand)
    I left myself wide open.
    The facts were always there to see.

    I don’t wanna mystify you,
    I wouldn’t know how.
    I don’t wanna terrify you
    But don’t you think you should have known by now?

    Something I forgot to say.
    If I thought it mattered I would have set you straight.
    Though I guess I should have known
    You might have some questions
    (I guess I should have known)
    But I had the false impression
    It was written on my face.

    I don’t wanna criticise you,
    That isn’t my way,
    But if I antagonise you
    It must be something I forgot to say.

    We’re as close as night and day.
    You see black and white while I,
    I see shades of grey

    But I’ll spell it out for you
    If it really helps you
    (I’ll spell it out for you)
    If I need to tell you

    Something I forgot to say
    Something I forgot to say.
    I forgot to say.
    I forgot to say.
    I forgot to say.
    I forgot to say.
    I forgot to say.
    I forgot to say.

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Released: 9 April 1991

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • Head In The Sand
    (Dave Faulkner/ Rick Grossman)

    Someone had to tell you,
    Might as well it be me.
    You’ve been fooling no-one,
    If you only could see.
    Do you understand ?
    You’ve got quite a problem,
    Lost your job you know why
    But you can’t admit,
    So full of it you might die.
    Do you understand ?

    Just keep your head in the sand.

    Teenage alcoholic
    Grew too old to be fun.
    Just another loser
    Ain’t no use to no-one.
    You can’t understand.
    Give yourself excuses,
    Just as boozers all do.
    Why invent a reason ?
    No-one sees it like you
    Do you understand?

    You’ve got your head in the sand
    (Have another. And another, and another …)

    Everything is hopeless,
    Drink to cope – it don’t help.
    What’s it take to make you
    Wide awake to yourself ?
    Your head’s in the – (buried deep below)
    Your head’s in the – (you don’t wanna know)
    Your head’s in the – (you’ve got feet of clay)
    Your head’s in the – (drink your tears away)

  • A Place In The Sun
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Hey, girl – it’s a new world, let’s have a little fun!
    Don’t stay hidden away, come and join everyone.
    Everyone.

    Outside l’m ready to ride, we can go anywhere.
    Don’t wait, procrastinate take a chance if you dare-
    I want to take you there.

    Find a place in the sun.

    You know you want to go – it’s no sacrifice.
    I want what you want, in fact I’ll even do it twice
    At half the price.

    Find a place in the sun.

    Didn’t you hear that the war has been won?
    Good people died to provide you a place in the sun.

    I’m here, what’s there to fear ? We’re not breaking any law.
    Someday I know you’ll say you wonder
    what you waited for
    What are you waiting for ?

    Find a place in the sun.

    Didn’t you know any wrong you have done
    Cannot deny you the right to a place in the sun ?

    Find a place in the sun.

    Hey, boy! Relax and enjoy –
    You might have a little fun.
    Don’t fight or get uptight
    When you could be in the sun
    With everyone.

    Find a place in the sun.

  • Castles In The Air
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Once I built a castle in the air,
    A home for you and I
    In a blue, blue sky.
    We’d leave behind the weight of worldly care.
    I thought we could fly,
    We only had to try.

    Ah, I had to learn fast,
    (For your own good)
    I had to learn fast.
    And when I knew at last,
    (You understood)
    I knew at last

    Hell and heaven can be one and the same
    (If you don’t know how
    You should know by now).
    Every pleasure always holds an equal amount of pain
    But it all works out,
    I have no doubt.

    Ah, we had to learn fast,
    (For our own good)
    We had to learn fast.
    And when we knew at last
    (It was understood)
    We knew at last

    Every kite has got to have a string for it to fly
    Up to who-knows-where?
    Castles in the air.
    So there are strings attached to you and I,
    Though they hold us tight
    We can take flight.

  • Something’s Coming
    (Dave Faulkner)

    There’s a feeling that I just can’t shake,
    A premonition it’s all about to break.
    I don’t know what to do
    To help it come on through.
    Send a message, sign it S.O.S.
    Hear me crying in the wilderness.
    I hope my signal’s clear,
    Just like Paul Revere.
    Something’s coming – it could mean life or death.

    People tell me to give Œtil it hurts
    And everybody gets their just desserts.
    All I ask of you
    Remember, it takes two
    It sure takes two.
    Watch your back, my friend, you’re gonna lose your shirt.
    You can trust me – I never kiss and tell.
    Better hurry before you break the spell.
    If it’s an uphill climb
    There’s no better time that you will find
    Than the present – starting with yourself.

    Something’s coming – start with yourself.

  • Miss Freelove ’69
    (Dave Faulkner)

    You can’t take me anywhere, I’ll strip down to my underwear
    If you give me half a chance.
    Hippy-freelove, outtasight! I’m gonna turn off every light
    And hold a private dance.
    It started out one afternoon, hot sake in my living room
    Among some special friends.
    Soon some others dropped around and we all started getting down, well,
    You know how these things end!

    Miss Freelove, Come back sometime-
    Miss Freelove of ’69.

    Torches flashing sweaty passion, each made love in their own fashion-
    We had quite a ball!
    Do the monkey, feeling funky, I’m just like any disco junkie
    And I don’t care at all.
    Maybe I’m not thinking straight, I only know that it feels great
    And I’m glad you do too.
    It could be just a passing fad but think about the fun we had
    The last time you decided to pass through.

    Miss Freelove, come back sometime
    Miss Freelove of ’69.

    And everything is gone and far away
    And everything is gone and that’s o.k.
    And everything is groovy, would you say?
    Would you say?

    Someone called the cops on us. They didn’t have the heart to bust
    The kinky scene they found.
    They checked their badges at the door and joined the action on the floor
    Where they laid their nightsticks down!
    Miss Freelove …….
    La-la-la-la love
    La-la-la-la love, Freelove!

  • 1000 Miles Away
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Estimated time of arrival 9.30 a.m.
    Been up before the sun and now I’m tired before I even begin.
    (Now you’re flying)
    I’ve got so much work in front of me.
    (Really flying)
    It stretches out far as the eye can see.
    I can see.

    Spend half my life in airports doing crosswords and attempting to sleep.
    And when the bar is open then you’ll often find me warming a seat.
    (Now you’re flying)
    I never find a place where I can stay.
    (Really flying)
    I’d rather be a thousand miles away.
    Thousand miles away.

    Working for yourself sometimes ain’t all that it’s cracked up to be:
    It can be as lonely at the top as at the bottom of that corporate tree.
    (Now you’re flying)
    I’m told I’m going places – who can say?
    (Really flying)
    I might arrive but I’ll be gone the very next day.
    I must be on my way.
    A thousand miles away.

    Promised to myself someday I’d take the time and try to make sense
    Out of all those opportunities I’ve lost from trying to sit on the fence.
    (Now you’re flying)
    Right now I’ve got no time for yesterday,
    (Really flying)
    Yesterday’s a thousand miles away.
    A thousand miles away.

    What was that that you were trying to say ?
    I guess I was a thousand miles away.

    Sing it again.

  • Desiree
    (Brad Shepherd)

    I felt the radiance of your rising
    Sunshine on my skin
    Oceans away from the rest of our lives
    And still we both fell in.

    I was alone – I found you
    So far from home – tell me
    What else could I do ?

    When you walked up to me
    My world turned itself all inside out
    You were like nobody else I’ve known
    Hey, what are you about ?

    Cold and alone – I was there
    Ooh, what you’ve done
    Do you know how much I care ?

    I thought someday, somewhere, somehow…
    But who am I fooling
    Desiree will never ever know … oh, no…

    We could have tried something new, girl
    But you lied, now I can’t believe it’s true
    You knew I’d never find you

    Maybe someday you’ll change your mind
    About what will ever be
    Make it a day when the sun will shine
    Again for you and me…
    ‘Cause I can’t shake you.

    Desiree…maybe some day…

  • I Don’t Mind
    (Dave Faulkner)

    I don’t mind the sweet taste of success,
    I don’t mind making do with less.
    Take things as they come –
    That’s my only rule of thumb.
    I don’t mind that stage you’re going through.
    If you must, then do what you must do.
    All I have is yours,
    I only want you to be sure

    I don’t mind (ooh)
    I don’t mind – no, not I.

    I don’t mind Jesus or His squad.
    I’m not afraid, I’ll face anybody’s god.
    Follow your own creed,
    If my freedom’s guaranteed

    I don’t mind – no, not I.
    I don’t mind, why should I ?

    Follow any creed,
    If my freedom’s guaranteed
    I don’t mind.

    I don’t mind when my dreams come true.
    And what about when they seldom do ?
    I don’t mind “True Love and Happiness”,
    Well, that’s fine but I’ll take second best.
    Take life as it comes
    That’s my only rule
    My rule of thumb.

  • Brainscan
    (Brad Shepherd / Dave Faulkner)
    (As sung by Dave Faulkner and Rob Younger)

    (Dave): I go to the beach to catch a little sun.
    You see me before I get a chance to run.
    You ask me,
    (Rob): Dave, where have you been ?
    How come I only get your ‘phone machine ?
    (Dave): The answer should be obvious to anyone.

    (Rob): I told you more times than I care to recall
    I’d get more reaction talking to a wall.
    (Dave): It’s no crime to be dumb
    Just don’t parade it for everyone
    And act like you’re such a goddamn know-it at
    You know-nothing-at-all.

    (Rob): Your friends call you “shit-for-brains”
    You’re full of shit, that might explain
    But I think it’s even less your head contains.

    (Rob) :I go to the beach to catch a little sun.
    (Dave): You see me before I get a chance to run
    (Rob): I only feel contempt for you,
    You and your room temperature I.Q.
    (Dave): Well, look at you – you’re just a big black hole of fun

    (Rob): You need a brainscan to convince me you’re not dead.
    (Dave): You need a brainscan and hope they learn to transplant a head.
    (Both): Brainscan! Brainscan!
    I don’t know how – how you survive,
    I don’t know how – how you survive,
    I don’t know how you –
    (Dave): You’re alive.

  • Too Much Fun
    (Brad Shepherd/Dave Faulkner)

    Too much fun, hey, I can stand,
    (I’m a match for any man)
    Too much fun – might be for you
    (I could if I wanted to)
    Too much fun, now ain’t you heard
    (Fun ain’t a four letter word)
    Too much fun, can’t be denied
    (Drive a man to suicide)

    Too much fun, too much fun.
    Too much fun, honey, I can stand.

    Too much fun – baby, not tonight.
    (Two wrongs don’t make a right)
    Too much fun – hey, time is tight.
    (Too much fun – outta sight!)

    Too much fun, too much fun.
    Too much fun, honey, I can stand.
    Too much!
    Too much!

    Too much fun, too much fun.
    Too much fun, too much, too much fun.
    Too much fun, honey, I can stand.

    How much fun can you stand?
    (Too much, too much fun!)

  • Dressed In Black
    (Brad Shepherd)

    Here you come, you’re all dressed in black
    Don’t you know that I am here for you ?
    Times, they are tough, sometimes it gets you down
    But I’ll help with what you want to do …

    And if you try too hard
    You’ll only push it too far
    We know who you are – a superstar.

    You have been hurt, you’re sorry for yourself
    Well, there is no argument
    So you retreat, hiding your love away
    Well, that is no testament

    … And you could cry yourself a river
    I say damn your eyes
    You’re not such a tragic figure – realise

    Here they come, they’re all dressed in black
    When you’ve always been your own man
    You have a friend, but if you can’t look back
    Then I’ll try to understand …

    ‘Cause its surely my concern
    That your fire still burns
    So we each must take our turn to live and learn.

    Do it now.

  • I Think You Know
    (Dave Faulkner)

    You’ve got me going,
    To-ing and fro-ing,
    I think you know.
    I think you know.
    You’ve got me running,
    Going and coming,
    I think you know.
    I think you know.

    Look at me, look at me.

    What am I doing,
    Fro-ing and to-ing?
    I think you know.
    I think you know.
    I’m always saying
    Day-out and day-in
    I think you know.
    I think you know.

    Look at me, look at me.

     

  • The Doctor Is In
    (Dave Faulkner)

    If you’re looking for a yes,
    Look out, you’ve got the right address.

    Do come in, the doctor is in.
    Step this way, you’ll be a-okay.
    My prescription for you is do just what I say.

    Do confess, you look a mess.
    Turning grey, well I am depressed.
    The doctor’s ready for you so you can get undressed.

    I can’t promise you a cure
    But I can cool your temperature.

    Open wide, stick out your tongue.
    Breathe in deep. You’ve got a fine pair of lungs.
    Your body looks fine to me, you’re very well hung.
    You’re very well hung.

    Ain’t no sin to jump out of your skin.
    Ain’t no crime, it’s gonna be sublime.
    The doctor’s in for you, honey, anytime.
    The doctor’s in for you, you’re feeling fine.
    You’re feeling fine.

    I need a second opinion.

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Released: 28 June 1989

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • Come Anytime
    (Dave Faulkner)

    What is it you want from me?
    There isn’t much I will not do.
    If it’s only company
    You know, I might need that too.
    Won’t you

    Come anytime – I’m a man of leisure,
    Come anytime, I await your pleasure.

    There’s nothing new beneath the sun
    We’ve butchered every sacred cow
    Don’t tell me about all the things you might have done
    Just tell me what are you doing now – right now.

    Come anytime, I won’t give you pressure
    Come anytime – I can wait forever
    And if you can’t make up your mind
    We could make it up together.

    Things like this happen every day
    Whatever happens, it’s O.K.
    Why be afraid when we’ve got it made –
    I’ll never ask you to explain.

    What is it you want from me?
    You won’t shock me easily.
    Maybe it’s your heart’s desire,
    Maybe it’s your wildest dream,
    Maybe I’m a gun-for-hire but,
    Baby, don’t we make quite a team, Don’t we?
    Don’t we?

    Come anytime (you’re so inclined) I won’t give you trouble
    Come anytime (you’re going blind) or you’re seeing double
    And I have never been the kind who’d want to
    Burst your bubble.

    Come anytime.

  • Another World
    (Dave Faulkner)

    God only knows how far you’ve come
    It must be light years from here
    Some distant star you call “the sun”.
    Does someone miss you back there?

    Another world is calling you.
    Another world is coming through.

    You look like me, you talk like me
    I could believe you’re human!
    But, late at night, I catch your eye
    And I know what you’re thinking:

    Another world is calling you.
    Another world is coming through.
    Calling you to come home.

    You can’t escape from gravity,
    For you, this earth’s a prison.
    What I would call “human” in me
    For you would be “perversion”.

    Another world is calling you.

  • Axegrinder
    (Dave Faulkner/Rick Grossman/Mark Kingsmill/Brad Shepherd)

    My edge is keen and I’ve honed my skill.
    I’ve got nerves of steel and an iron will.
    My skin is bronze, my trim is chrome,
    Climb aboard – I’ll drive you home.
    I’m a silver – tongued devil with a heart of gold,
    When I was made they broke the mould.
    My blood runs hot, like molten lead,
    Pump you full – I’m gonna knock you dead.

    I don’t mince words, I spit ’em out.
    I won’t leave room for any doubt.
    Get to the point, stop splitting hairs
    That ain’t getting either of us anywhere.
    Sometimes it’s better to be blunt
    But is this some kind of publicity stunt?
    So far you’ve whet my appetite,
    Do you wanna grind with me tonight?

    Axegrinder, I’m not famous for my tact.
    Axegrinder, I’ve gotta sharpen up my act.
    Axegrinder, try and see things through my eyes.
    Everything and everyone gets cut back down to size.

    On the brink of who knows what?
    We’ve gotta strike while the iron’s hot.
    l can hold your hand, try to guide you through
    But I can’t make your moves for you.

    Axegrinder.
    Axegrinder.
    Axegrinder, try and see things through my eyes.
    Everything and everyone gets cut back down to size.

    I swing my blade – that’s how it’s done.
    Don’t stop me now, I’ve only just begun.
    I was told when I was young
    I wouldn’t work in an iron lung.
    Now I’ve learned a trick or two:
    I’m working up a sweat for you.
    Sweat for you.
    For you. You!

    Axegrinder.
    Axegrinder.
    Axegrinder, I’m not famous for my tact.
    Axegrinder, I’ve gotta sharpen up my act.
    Axegrinder.
    Axegrinder.

  • Shadow Me
    (Dave Faulkner)

    I was counting on you being there,
    Hoping you would shield me from the glare.

    Shadow me.
    Shadow me.
    Shadow me.
    I have lived in shadows all my life.

    I’ve been waiting an eternity
    For tonight to spread it’s arms and comfort me.

    Shadow me.
    Shadow me.
    Shadow me.
    I have lived in shadows all my life.

    Things we did together yesterday
    Feel more like twenty years ago.
    Oh, baby, I never lied,
    I told you my hands were tied all the time.
    You said “That’ll be fine.”

    Shadow me.
    Shadow me.
    Shadow me.
    You’re the only shadow in my life.

    Like the mariners from ages past,
    I steer my way through trackless seas by the light of stars.

    Shadow me.
    Shadow me.
    Shadow me.
    I have lived in shadows all my life.

    Only lived in shadows.
    Always lived in shadows.
    Won’t you be my shadow?

  • Glamourpuss
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Get a load of him! What a Nature Boy!
    Always shaking hands with the unemployed.
    He looks like he could shit an asteroid.
    Jumped up, pumped up,
    Popping hormone pills,
    He’s got the biceps, triceps.
    Got the healthy look that kills.
    Too bad.

    Who’s that girl? She’s a living Barbie doll!
    In her plastic world, “Barbie” takes control.
    Facelift, electrolysis
    No hair out of place
    Brain twist barbiturates,
    She’s got an evil beauty case.
    Too bad,
    So sad.

    Well, ain’t you the glamourpuss!
    Look so good it’s dangerous.
    Ain’t you the glamourpuss,
    You’re less than amorous to me.

    So long, glamourpuss, we might meet again
    But if I was you, I wouldn’t hold my breath ’til then
    Though I wish you would ’til the year, say, 2010!
    Beefcake, cheesecake
    Make me lick my lips.
    Junk food pulchritude
    Goes straight to my hips.
    Skin deep, thrill seek
    Amounts to less than zip.
    I’m glad.

    Glamourpuss!
    I said, ooh, Glamourpuss!

  • Hallucination
    (Dave Faulkner)
    I don’t suffer from hallucination,
    It’s a private form of recreation.
    On a trip without a destination,
    “Don’t forget to take your medication.”
    Sometimes you get a bad connection
    (That all depends upon your predilection)
    When you’re pointed in the wrong direction
    You can wear me for your protection.
    Let’s establish a new tradition,
    We’ll abolish old superstition.
    You’re the Jesus of my religion
    You’re even better than television!
    Take it as read
    I won’t harm a single hair upon your head
    Safe in your bed,
    That’s where I said it.
    Meant it.
    Get it? Hit it.
    Hallucination.
    Hallucination.
    Hallucination.
    Hallucination…
    Learned to live in my imagination.
    The School of Hard Knocks was my education
    I got a Magnum Cum Louder graduation
    With a major in Hallucination.
    Take it as read
    I won’t harm a single hair on your sweet head.
    Safe in your bed,
    That’s when I said it
    And meant it.
    You won’t regret it.
    You’re the Jesus of my religion
    But, Jesus! Turn down that television!
    Hallucination.
    Hallucination.
    Hallucination.
    Hallucination across the nation.
    Lost generation.
    Lost generation.
    Hallucination…
  • All The Way
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.
    Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.

    Maybe I’ve been leading you nowhere,
    We won’t know until we arrive,
    Either way we’re certain of one thing,
    We know we’re alive.
    Maybe I’m the wrong person for you?
    Wonder if I’ll ever be right?
    You won’t wish for anyone better,
    Not after tonight.

    Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.
    Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.

    Life could never teach me its lessons,
    I knew the words but I couldn’t spell,
    Now you’ve taught me forwards and backwards,
    I’m learning too well.
    Do we care if anyone sees us?
    We won’t be the first or the last!
    Making love wherever we please,
    The sign says “keep off the grass”
    So we sleep on the grass.

    Maybe unkind
    But, baby, unwind.
    You’re too tight.
    You’re too tight.
    You can lose your grip tonight.

    Could be I’m the wrong person for you,
    Wonder if I’ll ever be right?
    You won’t wish for anyone better,
    Not after tonight.
    I said, nit after tonight.

    Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.
    Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.
    Hey, Hey, Hey! All the way.
    Hey, Hey, Hey! All the way.

  • Baby Can Dance (Pts. II-IV)
    (Brad Shepherd/Dave Faulkner)

    Baby can dance, ooh, she’s a good girl
    Baby tries hard, I love the way she moves
    Baby can move, I never guessed
    That one day she’d steal my heart away.
    Her hips slide so wild.

    Look at her now, she’s almost impossible
    Can’t turn away, my soul is hers to take
    My soul is hers, I live in hope and fear
    Where do we go from here ?
    She sure can dance…
    She won’t have to ask me twice.

    I’m without her
    I think about her every day and night.
    I’ve been dreamin’ (and)
    Almost believe that everything’s alright.

    Baby don’t care, she’s got me beside myself
    She does it so well she’s all I’m thinking of.
    Look at her now but why should I pretend?
    Man, she’s the living end…l can’t turn away…

    Baby can dance.

    I’m without her
    I think about her every day and night.
    I’ve been dreamin’ (and)
    Almost believe that everything’s alright.
    I’m without her
    I think about her every day and night.
    Dreaming like a fool
    That it’s alright.

    Baby can dance.
    Baby tries hard.
    Baby can move, I never guessed
    That one day she’d steal my heart away.
    She sure could dance.

  • I Don’t Know Anything
    (Dave Faulkner)

    I’ve got a lot to learn
    And bridges that I still have not burned.
    UntiI I find a way
    I’ll only end up back where I am today but

    I don’t know anything,
    I don’t know anything at all.
    I don’t know anything,
    Not much at all.

    I know that I ain’t smart,
    I get tangled up in the strings of my heart
    So tight I cannot breathe.
    I’d cut them if I knew what was good for me, but

    I don’t know anything,
    I don’t know anything at all.
    I don’t know anything,
    Not much at all.

    I must be the king of fools,
    A court jester making rhymes in nursery school,
    Like, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
    You can blow my candle, Jack, if you
    teach me how to light my wick, ’cause
    I don’t know anything.

    I don’t know anything,
    I don’t know anything at all.
    I don’t know anything,
    Not much at all.

  • Where’s That Hit?
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Bases are loaded,
    Two out and you’re at the plate.
    Time to start swinging
    “Don’t think too hard, son, you’ll be great.”

    You know about pressure.
    Two down and you’re on the brink.
    The stadium’s shouting
    So loud you can’t hear yourself think.

    (Strike One!) Let’s play ball!
    (Strike Two!) – One bad call.

    Just up from the minors
    A kid with potential, they said.
    You’ve dreamed of this moment,
    One game you’ll never forget.

    (Ball!) Ball one: now you spit
    (Ball!) – Ball two: Where’s that hit?

    Bottom of the ninth, it depends on you.
    You can save the game – you can lose it too.
    You could make your name when you get that hit.
    Winners never quit waiting for that hit

    Remember in high school
    The way you could knock’em all dead?
    Now you’re in the big league,
    A man with a price on his head.

    The pitcher is winding-
    You pop behind third: it falls safe.
    You’re getting your timing.
    Another like that, you’re on base.

    (Ball!) Ball three – this is it!
    (Foul ball!) Foul back: where’s that hit?

    Here you are at Shea, your hearts in your throat
    Will you make the grade? Will you miss the boat?
    Hero of the day – Hero, or the goat?
    Winners never quit waiting for that hit.
    Where’s that hit?

  • Death In The Afternoon
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Death in the afternoon,
    Oh no, it seems to me to be so inhuman
    Death in the afternoon,
    Oh no, and I guess we all should have seen it coming.

    Everybody’s always saying things are changing
    And not a minute, not a second too soon.
    I’ve been looking ’round but only see the same thing,
    Another death in the afternoon.

    Death in the afternoon,
    Oh no, and there’s murder in the hearts of many
    And blood on the hands of few,
    Oh no, and the pity is, there isn’t any.

    In a carnival that never, ever closes
    There’s no shortage of faceless victims.
    Sure it’s a freak show but, honey, ain’t that showbiz?
    Convince yourself you’re so different.
    You are.

    Human suffering makes good entertainment
    If you can package it all up neatly.
    Let all the media boys make the arrangements,
    The truth gets covered completely.

    Death in the afternoon,
    Oh no, and it’s coast-to-coast on all the networks
    And into your living room.
    The ancient Romans took out all the guesswork.

    Death in the afternoon,
    Oh no, and there’s murder in the hearts of many
    And blood on the hands of few,
    Oh no, and the pity is, there isn’t any.

    Death in the afternoon
    Oh no.
    Death in the afternoon
    Oh no.
    Oh no.
    No.

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Released: May 1987

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • Out That Door
    (Dave Faulkner)
    Your kiss can leave me cold.
    I miss the fire that our hearts used to hold.
    Oh-oh, there’s no danger anymore,
    Oh-oh, you’re not a stranger anymore
    And I’m out that door.      (Out that door) 
    I’m out that door                (If you call)
    But I’m not sure
    When we decided not to care for each other anymore.
    By rights we should be friends.
    My pride was hurt but is that so hard to mend?
    Oh-oh, I’ve been trying not to ‘phone,
    Oh-oh, I’ve gotta know if you’re alone
    And I’m out that door              (Out that door) 
    If you’ll just call                         (If you call) 
    And day or night                       (Night and day) 
    Anytime at all                            (If you call) 
    But should I wait?                     (Should I wait?) 
    We’re always breaking up, and making up
    so much better than before.
    Your touch is mine alone.
    So much to learn, so little time to know.
    We’re not strangers anymore.
    I’m out that door                        (Out that door)
    Into the light                               (In the light)
    We’ll face the world                   (Out that door)
    Just you and I                             (You and I)
    We’ll breathe the air                  (Out that door)
    That freedom brings                (Freedom brings)
    We’ll sing the songs                    (Out that door)
    Freedom sings                             (Freedom sings)
    I look in your eyes and it’s understood.
    I’m afraid no more.
    I look in your eyes and it’s understood.
    I look in your eyes and it’s understood.
    No more.
  • What’s My Scene?
    (Dave Faulkner)

    And another thing
    I’ve been wondering lately
    Oh, baby,
    Tell me where have you been?
    Now the stage is set
    Where’s my Juliet, baby?
    Is it maybe
    My midsummer night’s dream?
    What’s my scene?
    Tell me, what’s my scene?

    Like a talent scout
    I’m always checking out new blood
    Oh, I’d do good
    If you tell me your game.
    Playing Solitaire
    Doesn’t get me where you would
    And, honey, you could
    Play by any rules that you care to name.

    What’s my scene?
    Tell me, I gotta know.

    What’s my, what’s my,
    What’s my, what’s my scene?
    What’s my, what’s my,
    What’s my, what’s my scene?

    They say, yeah, they say
    Making love, you can make it pay.
    They say, yeah, they say,
    But we know there’s a better way
    Any day.

    And another thing
    I’ve been wondering lately
    Am I crazy
    To believe in ideals?
    Well, I’m a betting man
    But it’s getting damn lonely.
    Oh, honey, if only
    I was sure what I feel.

    What’s my scene?
    Tell me, I gotta know.

    What’s my, what’s my,
    What’s my, what’s my scene?
    What’s my, what’s my,
    What’s my, what’s my scene?

    I wanna know.
    I can see
    I’m caught, I’m caught in someone else’s scene.
    Oh, where oh, where oh, where can my scene be?

    What’s my…?

  • Good Times
    (Dave Faulkner)

    You told me goodbye and I believed you.
    Felt like I would die – I didn’t need to
    ‘Cos you came back to me
    And everything’s like it used to be.

    All the good times we had we’ll have again.
    All the good times we had we’ll have again.

    If your love is mine then it will stand up
    To the test of time, tt will stand up.
    It looked like we were through,
    But in our heart of hearts we knew

    The good times we had we’ll have again.
    All the good times we had we’ll have again.

    And again.
    Now I know you’ll always be my friend
    Til the end.
    That means more to me than anything.
    It’s everything.

    Who needs yesterday, that’s far behind us
    It is, and memories only may serve to remind us
    That what felt good before
    Today we’ll treasure so much more.

    All the good times we had we’ll have again.
    All the good times we had we’ll have again.

  • I Was The One
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Darling, this is goodbye.
    Kiss me, I don’t know why.
    You were always beautiful when you closed your eyes.
    Leave now, while we still can.
    Let’s not wait until it all gets out of hand.
    You’re looking for a criminal, well, I’m a guilty man.

    I was the one.
    I was the one.
    I was the one.

    We were wrong from the start
    Maybe we tried just a Iittle too hard.
    You don’t have to blame yourself,
    you always played your part.

    I was the one.
    I was the one.
    I was the one.

    I was.

    Darling, look at us now, look at us now!
    History won’t put us down, won’t put us down.
    Don’t let anybody say you should have worked it out.

    I was the one.
    I was the one.
    I was the one.

  • Hell For Leather
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Make something happen.
    If you don’t, I will.
    We might lose a lifetime looking for a thrill.
    Night is the jungle
    A forbidden place –
    In the neon forest people vanish
    Without trace.

    Midnight
    Stay tight together

    Greased up and ready,
    A well-oiled machine:
    You’re my motorcycle I’m your gasoline.
    Spark my ignition,
    You hold the key.
    Won’t you kick yourself in gear and
    Ride away with me?

    And I fell
    Like hell for leather.
    Can’t you
    Tell it’s forever

    Trapped in the city,
    You learn to save your skin
    (There) ain’t no human zoo could ever cage us in.
    Night is the jungle
    But don’t you lose your way,
    There’s hungry creatures out there eager
    For some easy prey.

    And I fell
    Like hell for leather
    You can tell that it’s forever.

    Forever.

    Won’t you ride away with me
    Hell for leather.

  • Where Nowhere Is
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Do you know where nowhere is?
    It’s where you are.
    Do you know what nothing means?
    Y-O-U.
    Do you know what no-one thinks?
    It’s all about you.
    And do you know what?
    Nobody cares!

    Well, you can’t see the stars
    In the daytime,
    And you can’t see the sun
    When it’s night,
    But you can’t even see yourself In the mirror
    And I Don’t see you at all.
    Not at all.

    Do you know where     (Nowhere)
    Do you know where     (Nowhere)
    Do you know where     (Nowhere)
    Nowhere is?

    You had everything
    That you ever wanted.
    Man, you had it made,
    Was what you had!
    You forgot the only thing
    You ever needed
    And you can’t hide, you can’t hide that from me!
    No, not from me.

    Do you know where    (Nowhere)
    Do you know where    (Nowhere)
    Do you know where    (Nowhere)
    Nowhere is?

  • Middle Of The Land
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Here I stand in the middle of the land,
    Take my hand in the middle of the land.

    You’ll see something that’s new in the sunshine,
    You’ll be the winter that’s turning to springtime.

    Here I stand in the middle of the land,
    Take my hand in the middle of the land.

    Someday someone will try to confuse you:
    They’ll say things you might want to hear and then they’ll “use” you.
    I thought we’d live and learn
    But some folks seem to yearn
    For values unsophisticated.
    Those days are dead and gone,
    I won’t wish them back upon
    A world that’s much more complicated.

    Here I stand in the middle of the land.
    Take my hand, I’m always glad to lend a hand.

    They’ll try to blind you with T.V. religion,
    Don’t buy their hand-me-down second opinions.
    Sometimes the biggest lies
    Are most easily disguised,
    Dressed up like The Road To Glory,
    Then somewhere down the line
    You’ll rub your eyes and find
    You’re on a path to your own purgatory.

    You’ll know something as old as the moonlight,
    You’ll throw superstition and fear away tonight.
    They’ll paint us black and white,
    They’ll paint us wrong and right,
    They’ll paint us all into a corner.
    They’ll try to cool us down
    But they could never fool us now,
    We’re steamed up hotter than a Swedish sauna!

    Here I stand in the middle of the land
    Take my, take my hand – your horizons will expand.
    Here I stand in the middle, middle of the land.
    Land, in the middle, middle of the land
    Land on me.

  • Come On
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Oh, come on,
    I’ve been hanging out,
    Had some nagging doubts,
    But that was until now.
    Oh, come on,
    You are all I want.
    All I want.
    How could I hold out for long?

    Oh, come on,
    Who cares what people say?
    ‘Cause we can sleep all day,
    Tonight won’t keep away.
    Let’s just play.
    Oh, come on,
    How can we be wrong ?
    We’re not wrong
    When we both feel so strong.
    We’re so strong, we’re so strong
    Come on.

    Come on,
    The last train’s almost gone.
    Really gone!
    Let’s enjoy the ride we’re on.
    So come on,
    We can take our time –
    We can take walk the line, after all.

    So come on,
    ‘Cause it’s you I love.
    When push comes to shove
    You’re more than enough.
    You’re more than enough.
    Come on.

  • Heart Of Darkness
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Blood flows just like water
    Changing into wine.
    Everything looks better in the black sunshine,
    In the black sunshine.

    Echoes drag my memory
    Back where they began
    But I just can’t be sorry – my tears turn into sand.
    All those tears turn into sand.

    I don’t care now
    For what might have been,
    The heart of darkness closes in on me.

  • My Caravan
    (Dave Faulkner)

    My caravan
    Is far from home.
    I seek a path to parts unknown.
    My caravan
    Hides from the sun,
    By moonlit night my journey’s done.

    Your smallest wish is my command.
    My caravan.

    Ships in the night,
    Ships of the sand,
    The camels in my caravan.
    May Allah smile
    Upon your land
    And safely guide my caravan.

    His smallest wish is our command.
    My caravan.

    I build my dreams on shifting sand,
    My caravan.

  • On My Street
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Won’t you visit my town?
    Ain’t too far, you just go eight miles underground
    And take The Diamond Mine straight to my street.
    Everybody you know
    Is dying to meet you (‘cos they all told me so!)
    And Tojo booked you HoJo’s bridal suite.

    Light a candle with a star,
    Turn around, and there you are.
    On my street you can drive no car.

    Anybody could see
    The Flying Doctor’s been barking up the wrong tree –
    Cecil B. De Mille lives on my street.
    C.Y. O’Connor’s feeling depressed
    And Gypsy Rose Lee is always under-dressed,
    While Liberace is playing with his feet

    Fly Sinatra to the moon
    You’ll be back by afternoon
    On my street you can call the tune

    You’re on my street.

  • Party Machine
    (Dave Faulkner)
    Well it’s Friday night and I just got paid 
    Nothing on tomorrow – Man, I got it made!
    We got an engine but we got no wheels
    Don’t need no petrol for our Gurumobile
    (‘cos) We ain’t going nowhere near the ground.
    We’re on a rocket ship to inner space
    Out into orbit moving in one place
    And going faster than the speed of sound.
    Move your feet to the rhythm of love,
    Cop it sweet – you’re not doing it tough.
    Dig my words, it’s a happening scene!
    Hitch a ride on the party machine.
    You know we’re gonna have a Real Cool Time
    Your wig will flip so high you’ll lose your mind!
    Let’s fIy a Supersonic to the sun.
    There’s people swinging on the chandelier.
    The pilot’s singing to the bombardier,
    Oo-wee! Capricornia, here we come! (Here we go!)
    Blow Your Cool while the night is still young.
    Make your move – now you’re having some fun.
    Catch my wave, won’t you tune in on me?
    Hitch a ride on the party machine.
    I say, Where have you been? Where have you been?
    (On the party machine, On the party machine)
    I say, What did you see? What did you see?
    (I saw everything, everything) 
    And more!
    I wanna go somewhere
    But anywhere
    Will do.
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Released: May 1985

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • Bittersweet
    (Dave Faulkner)

    You are my sword.
    Your love is its own reward.
    My heart, I have found
    Gets carved surely by the pound

    God knows I tried,
    Tried to hold you with all my might
    But time has won,
    And I could never be that strong.
    (Don’t cry) I couldn’t be that strong,
    (Don’t cry) That used to be my favourite song
    (Don’t cry) Tears so bittersweet
    Fill my eyes whenever we meet,
    It’s always bittersweet

    I cut and I bleed,
    You seem to find that so hard to believe.
    That’s just too, too bad,
    You could never touch the love that we had.

    (Don’t cry) For the love we had,
    (Don’t cry) Sometimes we try to take it back
    (Don’t cry) Tears so bittersweet
    Kiss my cheeks whenever we meet
    It’s always bittersweet

    (Don’t Cry) For a love-gone-wrong
    (Don’t cry) That used to be my favourite song
    (Don’t cry) Tears so bittersweet
    Kiss my eyes whenever we meet
    Anyway

    We’ve grown and times change,
    When we meet now it feels so strange.
    I hold you like a sword.
    You won’t cut me like you did before.

    It’s always bittersweet.

  • Poison Pen
    Dave Faulkner

    “Dear John”, so begins a famous old story,
    “Goodbye, au-revoir, thanks for the memory.”
    Keep it short and sweet if you really care.

    D-I-Vor-C-E can be so hurtful,
    It makes public property of things that are so personal.
    All the friends and family grab their share.

    Ink is black, as black as night,
    Black as thoughts that shun the light.
    Truth will out and maybe then
    You’ll put down that poison pen.
    Poison pen.

    Everyone enjoys sharing a rumour
    But when it’s aimed at you it loses its humour.
    Sometimes words so innocent cut so deep.

    Ink is black, as black as night,
    Black as thoughts that shun the light.
    Truth will out and maybe then
    You’ll put down that poison pen.
    Poison pen.

    Everybody keeps telling me, “talk is cheap”
    Sometimes words so innocent, they cut so deep.

    Ink is black, as black as night,
    Black as thoughts that shun the light.
    Truth will out and maybe then
    You’ll put down that poison pen.
    Poison pen.

    Black as night, as black as coal,
    Black as thoughts that cast a shadow
    Right across my soul.
    I thought that you were my friend
    Until you picked up that poison pen.

    That poison pen.

    Poison.

  • In The Wild
    (Dave Faulkner)

    I will drive down Highway One
    It’s the end that’s just begun
    And I’m cruising 110,
    Going nowhere, the road is my best friend.
    White line fever has got in my blood,
    I’m a river running full flood.

    One road all around this land,
    Like the lifeline in my hand
    Out from nowhere the radio sings
    Of distant memories that tug on my heartstrings
    I feel twisted, kinda uptight,
    As her face keeps fading from sight
    In the wild,
    In the wild.
    In the wild,
    In the wild.

    See me spinning out in the sun
    Now, I will burn on Highway One
    I’m just burning in the sun.
    I can’t stop until she comes.
    In the wild,
    In the wild.
    In the wild,
    In the wild.
    It’s so dry.

  • Death Defying
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Ever since the world began
    Men have sailed to foreign lands
    And the fortune that they’ve found
    Is now buried in the ground.

    Some would say the ocean roars
    As it stumbles to the shore
    But to me it only sings
    Of the sorrow that it brings.

    All my friends are dead
    Or they’re dying.
    Empty laughter turns into crying,
    It’s death-defying.

    Well, I barely learned to swim,
    Just enough to save my skin.
    Now I’ll never sail alone,
    And my harbour is my home.

    All our friends are dead
    Or they’re dying
    And our laughter only turns into crying,
    It’s death-defying.

    If there’s one thing that I’ve learned,
    It’s the point of no return,
    And if that’s to be our fate
    Now’s no time to hesitate.

    Now’s no time to hesitate.

  • Like, Wow – Wipeout!
    (Dave Faulkner)

    I kiss the ground on which you walk,
    I kiss the lips through which you talk,
    I kiss the city of New York where I first met you.

    You’re my doll and don’t forget it
    ‘Cos I’m the guy who will regret it.
    I love you more than when I said it when I first met you.

    I love the way you talk, you walk, you smile, your style,
    Like now, Like, wow – wipeout! No doubt
    That I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.

    You’ll never be a beauty queen,
    Won’t feature in no magazine,
    But you’re the best that’s ever been.
    I’m glad that I met you.
    Take every day now as it comes,
    You take the cake I’ll keep the crumbs
    I only hear the sound of drums in my heart.
    That means that I get you.

    I love the way you walk, you talk, you smile, your style,
    Your dress, your caress,
    Well, yes, yes, yes I am impressed,
    And I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.

  • Hayride To Hell
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Charlie was a driver and he hardly spent a night at home.
    He rarely saw his family, trucking loads those long weeks on the road.
    And Charlie would drive
    For miles and miles.

    Charlie had a teenage daughter he thought of as a little girl,
    But one day he came home, his little girl had grown-up news to tell.
    “Oh Daddy”, she cried “Oh Daddy, I tried but on the hayride how I fell.
    That was a hayride bound for Hell.”

    Now, Billy Jackson was the father but he wasn’t man enough to own,
    And his daddy was the mayor and he said,
    “Charlie, just leave my Billy-boy alone. ”
    Billy had to hide
    But there was guilt inside
    And you can’t hide from yourself.
    That’s just a hayride bound for Hell.

    Charlie’s daughter died whilst giving birth to Billy Jackson’s child,
    And Billy Jackson ain’t been seen around these parts for quite a while.
    And Charlie would drive
    For miles and miles.

    And his tail lights say farewell.
    He’s a hayride bound for Hell.

  • Show Some Emotion
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Show me some emotion.
    I need to know right now,
    How can I read your mind?
    Truly, my love is blind.

    You must know I’ve fallen hard for you
    But you don’t react as if you do,
    And your eyes just seem to look straight through.
    But I see you.

    Show me some emotion.
    I cannot understand,
    There is no need to hide
    All that you feel inside.
    Show some emotion –
    Why are you waiting for?
    How can I read your mind?
    Truly, my love is blind.

    Did somebody hurt you once before?
    There are other friendships left for you to explore.
    You play your cards close to your chest,
    What you’re thinking I can only guess.
    Here is my request, it’s just this:

    Show me some emotion.
    Show me your emotion
    How can I read your mind?
    Truly my love must be blind.
    My love is blind.

  • The Other Side Of Paradise
    (Dave Faulkner)

    I took my love out for a walk into the rain.
    The time had come when we should talk things out again.
    (Where did you go?)  I can’t recall,
    (What did you do?)   Not much at all,
    The other side of paradise.

    If we were perfect we would know a perfect love
    But we’re so different we can’t go like a hand fits in a glove.
    (Where did you go?)  I can’t recall,
    (What did you do?)  Not much at all,
    The other side of paradise.

    The other side, the other side of your love
    I’ll cross that line, but that’s not enough
    It’s too much.

    And in the end it will depend on you and me,
    And if you still call yourself my friend you soon will see
    It’s in the way we treat ourselves and those all around.
    We must believe that we can help if we can
    Fight against our prejudice and try to straighten out this mess.
    (What did you do?)  I cannot recall,
    (Where did you go?) Not far at all,
    The other side of paradise.

  • Mars Needs Guitars
    (James Baker/Clyde Bramley/Dave Faulkner/Mark Kingsmill/Brad Shepherd)

    I’m primitive, I’m a primitive man
    I got a primitive girl, we make primitive love
    I’m a stoneage Romeo, I got a spaceage Juliet
    We make primitive love, ’cause I ain’t got a T.V. set

    I’m primitive that’s what I am
    I’m your prime mate, I wanna be your man
    I want you, woman, you know I’m hip.
    Fly me to Venus in a real gone rocket ship.

    I’m a primitive man, I said I am!
    You’re up to date, but I can’t wait.
    I’m a stone age Romeo, be my space age Juliet.
    We’ll take guitars to Mars, and hit the discotheque!

  • She
    (Dave Faulkner)

    In the valley,
    Hidden valley,
    Secret world below,
    Is Her kingdom,
    Glowing crimson
    By the lava flow.
    I was captured,
    Bound, enraptured
    Kneeling at Her feet.
    Then She beckoned.
    In a second,
    My life was complete.

    Is she my girl?
    She.
    She is my girl.
    She.

    On the mountain
    Springs the fountain
    Of eternal youth.
    I was taken
    To awaken
    To an ancient truth.
    She’s the dreaming
    With no meaning
    In the light of day,
    And my senses
    Sleep defenceless
    As she slips away.

    Is she my girl?
    She.
    She is my girl.
    She.

  • Bring The Hoodoo Down
    (Dave Faulkner )

    When shadows fill the sky
    And evil’s all around,
    Don’t call a preacher –
    A different creature
    Bring the hoodoo down.
    Beside a sacred fire
    That’s where he will be found.
    Somewhere in Haiti,
    Baron Samedi
    Bring the hoodoo down.
    Bring the hoodoo down.

    It’s a river of blood
    And a river of tears.
    It’s a river of Love.

    I know you’ll die to see
    That zombie jamboree.
    The dead will tango
    Until the mambo
    Bring the hoodoo down.
    Bring the hoodoo down.

    It’s a river of blood
    And a river of tears.
    It’s a river of Love.

    We’re gonna learn to dance
    And fall into a trance,
    And picking cotton
    Will be forgotten
    Bring the hoodoo down.
    Bring the hoodoo down.
    Bring the hoodoo down.

  • Turkey Dinner
    (Dave Faulkner)

    You’re my turkey dinner,
    You’re good enough to eat.
    Open up that oven,
    Your juices smell so sweet,
    They smell so sweet.

    I’ll provide the gravy,
    It’s a family recipe.
    The secret’s in the stuffing
    And I’m sure you’ll agree.
    You will agree!

    Oh, Thanksgiving.
    Thanks for giving her to me.
    Oh, Thanksgiving.
    Thanks for giving her to me.
    Thanks for giving her to me.

    Will I choose a drumstick
    Or start with a wing?
    Maybe eat some white meat?
    I want everything.
    Everything!

    You’re my turkey dinner and
    You’re my heart’s desire.
    You’re my, your my, one reason for living,
    One reason for Thanksgiving.

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Released: March 1984

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • Shake some action, psychotic reaction
    No satisfaction, sky pilot, sky Saxon
    That’s what I like
    That’s what I like
    Blitzkrieg bop to the jailhouse rock
    Stop, stop at the hop, do the bluejean bop
    That’s what I like
    That’s what I like
    That’s what I like

    Better get off my cloud ’cause two’s a crowd
    Better get off the phone, there’s nobody at home
    I’m gonna work it on out, I’m gonna twist and shout
    I’m gonna ride a white swan and get it on
    Let’s all turn on

    Born to lose those summertime blues
    In blue suede shoes (The Hoodoo Gurus)
    That’s what I like
    That’s what I like
    Waiting for my man, baby, can the can
    I wanna hold your hand, remember Sam the sham?
    That’s what I like
    That’s what I like
    That’s what I like

    Better get off my cloud ’cause two’s a crowd
    Better get off the phone, there’s nobody at home
    I’m gonna work it on out, I’m gonna twist and shout
    I’m gonna ride a white swan and get it on
    Let’s all turn on

    When you walk in the room, sunny afternoon
    A-wop-bop a-loo-bop, a-lop-bam-boom
    That’s what I like
    That’s what I like
    Sugar, sugar, talk, talk, money, honey, boardwalk
    Who wears short shorts? (We wear short shorts)
    That’s what I like
    That’s what I like
    That’s what I like, ha

    Turn on
    Turn on
    Turn on
    Turn on

  • I Want You Back
    (Dave Faulkner)

    I can still recall the time
    She said she was always mine
    Then she left, as people do,
    And forgets what we’ve been through
    Does this sound familiar to you?

    It’s not that she’s gone away
    It’s the things I hear that she has got to say
    About me, and about my friends,
    When we’ve got no defence.

    That’s her.
    I’ll never believe her again.
    She might have deceived all my friends
    I know they will see in the end
    What it all means when she says (yeah!)

    I want you back.
    I want you back.
    I want you back.
    I want you she says, she, says, she says.

    But what’s worse, she thinks it’s true
    But that’s just her.
    She always was a little bit confused!
    She’s not worth the time I had to lose.

    I want you back.
    I want you back.
    I want you back.
    I want you she says, she, says, she says.

  • Arthur
    (Dave Faulkner/Rod Radalj

    Arthur played the bass.
    He had an angel’s face.
    Jiving with the Hoodoos, man,
    No one could take his place, no, no, no.
    No.

    He needed extra cash
    So he drove his brother’s cab.
    The day we heard the news, you know,
    It really hit us bad, yeah, yeah, yeah.
    That was the day that Arthur died.
    Was the day that Arthur died.

    A black gelato van
    Finished for the day
    It met with Arthur’s taxi head on
    Down St.Kilda way
    By the Prince Of Wales.
    That was the way that Arthur died
    Upon the day that Arthur died.
    I cried.

    Arthur played the bass.
    He had an angel’s face.
    Well, he jived with the Hoodoo Gurus, man,
    You know no one’s ever gonna take his everlovin’ place!
    No, not me, not anyone here.
    Not since the day that Arthur died.
    Ever since the day that Arthur died.
    Ever since the day that Arthur died.

  • Death Ship
    (Dave Faulkner/Rod Radalj/Alan Sharples)

    I am the captain of a ghostly crew,
    Sail the seven seas with nothing to do.
    The girl that I thought was untrue
    Really loved me.
    Boo, hoo, hoo.

    Near hidden reefs we appear in the gloom
    Luring mariners to their doom.
    As we’re condemned, we condemn others too.
    Who would love me? Who?
    Would you?
    I’m asking you.

    I’m on the Death Ship,
    I sail the seas alone.
    Death Ship.
    I can call no port home.
    Lost souls cry to hell in the wind,
    Let us in, let us in, let us in!

    I need somebody who will die for me
    To free me of this misery.
    I need someone who will cry for me.
    Really love me.
    Really.

  • Dig It Up
    (Dave Faulkner)

    My girlfriend lives in the ground.
    My friends ask why she’s not around,
    She won’t come home.
    I’m so alone.
    You’ll never know!
    You can’t bury love,
    You’ve gotta dig it up.
    Yeah, you’ve gotta live it up.

    I take her flowers each day.
    I place them over her grave.
    I want her back
    Because I look so bad, so bad in black,
    Like a maniac.
    You can’t bury love,
    You’ve gotta dig it up,
    Yeah, you’ve gotta live it up.

    Please, darling, come home to me.
    Well, I’ll make you so happy, you will see!
    I’ll paint your room
    In pink and blue
    I’ll even choose the colour scheme for you!
    You can’t take away my love
    I’ll never give it up!
    Yeah, I’m gonna dig it up.

    Don’t!
    Don’t!
    Don’t tI don’t want to know!

    My girlfriend lives in the ground.
    My friends, you ask me why she’s six feet down.
    I can’t tell you why ‘cos if I even try
    I’d fall down flat on my face
    And I’d cry, “You can’t take away my love,
    I’m gonna dig it up!”
    Yeah, I’m gonna live it up.
    I’m gonna dig it up, dig it up.
    I’m never gonna stop
    With that loving cup.
    Gotta fill it up.

  • My Girl
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Once a girl took my love until I couldn’t give anymore.
    Then I tried to pretend no to see what I couldn’t ignore.
    Oh, my girl don’t love me at all
    My girl don’t love me at all
    My girl don’t love me at all
    Anymore.

    I took her to the dance and then I didn’t see her all night.
    Then a friend said he saw her with some other boy just outside.
    When I went out, she was alone.
    She said, “I would like to go home”
    I asked her, “Who were you with?”
    She said, “No one.”
    I could tell that she lied
    And a voice said inside

    My girl don’t love me at all,
    My girl don’t love me at all,
    My girl don’t love me at all
    Anymore.
    Not at all.

    My girl don’t,
    My girl don’t love me.
    She don’t love me.
    My girl don’t love me.

  • Zanzibar
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Did we ever meet in Zanzibar,
    Two caucasians at the town bazaar?
    Are you who you say you are?
    Did you offer me a dutch cigar?
    You must have thought you were so bourgeois.
    Are you who you say your are?

    After all these years, you haven’t changed at all
    But I can’t say you look the same.

    Summer days are hot in Zanzibar
    And at night the sky is filled with stars.
    Listen – you can hear guitars.

    Native people, skins as black as tar,
    Wear bright-coloured robes in Zanzibar.
    They’ve never even heard of ska.
    On a guided tour of limestone caves
    Did we see where the traders kept their slaves?
    Was that how we spent the day?

    After all these years, you haven’t changed at all
    But I, I can’t say you look the same.

    I have never been to Zanzibar,
    I have always thought it was too far.
    You’re not who you say you are.
    You’re not who you say you are.
    You’re not who you say you are.

  • Leilani
    (Dave Faulkner//Rod Radalj/Kimble Rendall/James Baker)

    Somewhere on a South Pacific island
    Sits a young man staring at the surf.
    His native girlfriend died a death quite violent
    A tribal sacrifice made to the earth.

    She was brown, her hair was black, her eyes were blue.
    A chief’s daughter, Leilani was her name.
    She and her young man made a handsome two
    But lava tore them both apart again.

    He said, “Leilani, don’t go to the volcano.”
    He’d say, “Please don’t go to the volcano.”

    They were saving for a little hut,
    She collected seashells every day.
    Everynight they’d share a cigarette
    But the ancient, angry gods got in the way.

    He’d say, Leilani, don’t go to the volcano
    He would plead. “Please don’t go. I’ll miss you so.”

    (ritual ceremony)
    Katoomba! (Hey!) Macumbah! (Ho!)
    Umgawah.
    Katoomba! (Hey!) Macumbah! (Ho!)
    Umgawah.
    Katoomba! (Hey!) Macumbah! (Ho!)
    Umgawah!
    Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
    Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
    A-ah.
    Leilani crulabulaulladullawokatai
    Abalabalaba. (Hut!)
    Abalabalaba. (Hut!)
    Leilaninevagetahutaterracottatile
    Abalabalaba. (Hut!)
    Abalabalaba. (Hut!)
    Umgawah!
    Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
    Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
    Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
    A-ah. Aah-a-a-ah.

    Still the young man sits upon the beach,
    He’s staring misty-eyed out into space.
    He’s thinking about his girlfriend, of late, deceased.
    At least her death had purpose, his life is a waste.
    His life is a waste.

    He said, “Please don’t go, I love you, I love you, I love you so.”
    She to him was to be wed, she chose the mountain god instead.
    “Listen, Leilani, I can’t stand this carrying on all around.
    Come on down from that mound.
    You know that ain’t no sacred mound.
    Listen, please!”
    She’s gone, gone, gone.
    Gone.

  • Tojo Never Made It To Darwin
    (Dave Faulkner)

    Tracy. Tracy was angry.
    A bad mood.
    I told her, “It’s an ill wind
    Blows no good.”
    Then she told me,
    “Tojo never made it to Darwin.”

    I said, “Tracy, won’t you listen? This is Christmas!
    Don’t you go.”
    She said, “David, I wouldn’t miss this for the world but I
    Got to blow.”
    Then she said again,
    “Tojo never made it to Darwin.”

    Now she’s gone, gone, gone
    Just like the wind.
    I just sigh,
    But I’m dreaming that I’m gleaming
    In her eye.
    But I’ll always hear,
    Tojo never made it to Darwin.

    That year, Santa never came.

  • In The Echo Chamber
    (Dave Faulkner)

    As I was out walking home alone one night,
    I saw this man approaching – he wore a coat of white.
    He said, “You don’t know me, but you’ll very soon find out!”
    Then the world was darkness as a cloth
    clamped around my mouth.
    Where am I? I don’t know
    How can I escape?

    Slowly I recovered. My head was aching bad.
    I was laying on the carpet inside this madman’s lab.
    Then a voice was speaking from behind a glass-walled booth
    It said, “Welcome stranger, we’ve got
    some serious work to do !”

    Where am l?
    Where am I?
    Someone say more!
    What’s his fiendish plan?

    He said “You’re my guinea-pig,
    I’m an Unsound Engineer.
    I’m going to see how much a man can dig
    A thousand voices in his ever-decreasing human ear”

    In the Echo Chamber I almost went insane.
    Even my own heartbeat caused my eardrum pain.
    It was like a Phil Spector nightmare,
    The tape echo machine ran wild.
    It was louder, getting louder,
    I thought that I would die.
    Where am l?
    Where am I?
    Say more.
    I never got out of there though I’ve tried and tried
    For twenty-more years
    That’s why I am where I am now
    Where am l?
    Where am I?

  • I Was A Kamikaze Pilot
    (Dave Faulkner)

    I was a, was a kamikaze pilot
    They gave me a plane – I couldn’t fly it.
    Taught how to take off, I don’t know how to land.
    They say it doesn’t matter and I just cannot understand.

    I was a kamikaze pilot.
    They gave me a plane,
    I couldn’t fly it home.
    I couldn’t fly it home.

    Left my happy homeland in a Zero,
    I got engine trouble so I couldn’t be a hero
    Do you think I care?
    Now I’ll keep my two feet on the ground
    ‘Cause when you’re in the clouds
    Everybody tries to shoot you down
    I was a kamikaze pilot,
    They gave me a plane – I couldn’t fly it home

    On an island there ain’t too much to do
    Look after number one because I think
    I can see Lee Marvin chasin’ after you.
    Shake me, wake me, tell me when it’s over.
    I’ve been waiting 40 years and I can’t wait a minute longer.
    No, not for you.

    I was a kamikaze pilot.
    They gave me a plane,
    I couldn’t fly it home.
    I couldn’t fly it home.
    I couldn’t fly it home.

    I was a kamikaze.
    I was a, I was a, I was a kamikaze

    Cherry blossoms falling down.
    Cherry blossoms falling down.
    Cherry blossoms falling down.

  • Leilani – Pt. II (My Love Is A Red, Red Rock)
    (Dave Faulkner)

    (i) Prologue

    Many years have passed since Leilani died
    But his broken heart cannot be denied.
    He doesn’t think of other girls,
    He just sits and mourns for her.
    She was the only thing in the world he called his,
    Now in the world she is.

    (ii) My Love is A Red Rock

    Swimming by himself
    He found a pretty rock
    Well, suddenly he felt
    That stone begin to talk (‘Lani-lei-lani-lei-‘)
    It was his long-lost love
    That he held in his hand:
    The pebble’s colour was identical to her tan.

    Now she’s a rock
    From a volcanic pool.
    Before she was hot
    But now she is cool.
    Now she is here, now she is there,
    Now she’s getting carried away.

    My love is a red, red rock
    My love is a red, red rock
    My love is a red, red rock
    My love is a red rock.

    Down by the lagoon
    You’ll see him with his stone.
    They sit beneath the moon
    And then he takes her home.
    He kisses her goodnight
    And puts her in a shoebox.
    Well, that’s what life is like
    When your marriage is on the rocks.

    My love is a red, red rock
    My love is a red, red rock
    My love is a red, red rock
    My love is a red rock.

  • Be My Guru
    (Dave Faulkner/J.Baker)

    I know what’s going down before it even happens.
    I’m the smart boy in town, be it here or Manhattan.
    I’m a guru, I’m a Hoodoo Guru.
    I’m a guru, I’m a Hoodoo Guru.

    I’m yours, will you be mine too?
    Be my guru.

    We make no bones at all, we’re making a din.
    And, in no time at all, your hearts we will win.
    It’s a gift we offer you, our music.
    Be polite. Accept it, don’t refuse it.

    I’m yours, will you be mine too?
    Will you be mine too?
    Will you be mine too?
    Be my guru.

    We will grow our hair, yeah, yeah, yeah!
    We got nice clothes to wear, yeah, yeah, yeah!
    Yeah, yeah, yeah!
    Yeah, yeah, yeah!
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah,
    Yeah!

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