Lyrics, The Singles

The Singles

Stop Your Sobbing

It is time,

For you to stop, all of your sobbing,

Yes it's time you stop, all of your sobbing.

There's one thing you gotta do,

To make me still want you,

Gotta stop sobbing at all, gotta stop sobbing at all.

It is time, for you to laugh, instead of crying,

Yes it's time, you to laugh, so keep on trying,

There's one thing you gotta do,

To make me still want you,

Gotta stop sobbing at all, gotta stop sobbing at all.

Each little tear,

That falls from your eye,

Makes, makes me want,

To take you in my arms

And tell you to stop all of your sobbing.

There's one thing you gotta do,

To make me still want you,

And there's one thing you gotta know,

To make me want you so,

Gotta stop sobbing at all, gotta stop sobbing at all.

Kid

Kid, what changed your mood,

You've gone all sad, so I feel sad too.

I think I know,

Some things you never outgrow.

You think it's wrong,

I can tell you do.

How can I explain,

You don't want me to.

Kid, my only kid.

Look so small, got so quiet,

I know you know

What I'm about, I won't deny it.

But you forgave what you don't understand.

You turned your head,

You dropped my hand.

All my sorrow, all my blues,

All my sorrow.

Shut me up, go away.

Fool of grace, you cover your face.

Kid, precious kid,

Your eyes are blue but you won't cry.

I know,

Angry tears are too dear, you won't let them go.

Thanks to rcorbett@mustang.uwo.ca for his help.

Brass in Pocket

I got brass in pocket

Got bottle, I'm gonna use it.

Intention

I feel inventive,

Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Got motion, restrained emotion.

I been driving uh, Detroit leaning.

No reason, just seems so pleasing.

Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Gonna use my arms,

Gonna use my legs,

Gonna use my style,

Gonna use my side-step-

Gonna use my fingers.

Gonna use my, my, my, imagination.

Cause I going make you see-- there's nobody else here

No one like me.

I'm special, so special.

I got to have some of your attention, give it to me!

I got rhythm, I can't miss a beat.

I got-a new skank so reet.

Got something. I'm winking at you,

Gonna make you, make you notice.

Gonna use my arms,

Gonna use my legs,

Gonna use style,

Gonna use my sidestep

Gonna use my fingers, gon' use my my my imagination.

Oh .. cause I gonna make you see

there's nobody else here, no one like me.

I'm special, so special.

I got to have some of your attention, give it to me!

'Cause I gonna make you see

there's nobody else here, no one like me,

I'm special, so special.

I got to have some of your attention, give it to me.

Ooooooooo, when you walk.

Thanks to 34IAF2E@CMUVM.CSV.CMICH.EDU (Lynn M. Lyvinsov) for her help. Original source : April 1993 edition of Guitar Magazine.

Talk of the Town

Such a drag, to want something sometime,

One thing leads to another. I know,

Was a time I wanted you for mine, Nobody knew.

You arrived like that day, past like a cloud,

I made a wish. I said it out loud,

Loud in the crowd.

Everybody heard, twas the talk of the town.

It's not my place to know what you feel,

I'd like to know but why should I.

Who were you then, who are you now.

Come on [...?...]

Back in my room, I wondered while I

Sit on the bed, look at the sky,

Look at the sky, how you've aged.

Like the talk of the town.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday.

You've changed, you've changed,

Your place in this world.

You've changed, you've changed,

Your place in this world.

Oh, but it's hard to live by the rules,

I never could, and still never do.

The rules and such never bothered you,

You call the shots and they follow.

I want you still from a distance then go

Back to my room, you never know.

I want you, I want you now,

Is the talk of the town.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday.

You've changed, you've changed,

Your place in this world.

You've changed, you've changed,

Your place in this world.

Thanks to gia@giaco.com (Laura Giacoppo) for her help.

I Go To Sleep

When I look up from the pillow I dream you are there with me.

Though you are far away I know you'll always be near, to me.

I go to sleep, sleep.

And imagine that you are there with me.

I go to sleep, sleep.

And imagine that you are there with me.

I look around me and feel you are ever so close, to me.

Each tear that flows from my eye brings back memories of you, to me.

I go to sleep, sleep.

And imagine that you are there with me.

I go to sleep, sleep.

And imagine that you are there with me.

I was wrong,

I would cry,

I will love you till the day I die.

You, you and no one else;

You were meant for me.

When morning comes again, I have been lonely since you, left me.

Each day drags by until finally nighttime descends, on me.

I go to sleep, sleep.

And imagine that you are there with me.

I go to sleep, sleep.

And imagine that you are there with me.

Thanks to gia@giaco.com (Laura Giacoppo) for her help.

Day After Day

Way up in the sky

Over the city

Over Tokyo

Silver light, summer moon

You'll be over somebody's midday

This afternoon

While the dolphins swim in the sea

You're going great, my baby.

Feel the war raging endlessly

Day after day, day after day.

Way up in the sky

Over the city

And Lake Erie

A million butterflies, you were there

Out every night

Mister Moonlight --

Around and 'round and 'round we go

Just like yesterday

Way up in the sky

Over the city where you sleep tonight

The light outside your window blinks

"Hotel", "Hotel", "Hotel"

Open the blinds and

Breathe in moonbeams

(And a voice comes up, holding us together,

And pick up where we left off...)

Thanks to bfish@Summa4.COM and S.E.Marbach@worldnet.att.net for their help.

Message of Love

The reason we're here,

As man and woman,

Is to love each other,

Take care of each other.

When love walks in the room,

Everybody stands up.

Oh it's good good good,

Like, Brigitte Bardot!

Now look at the people,

In the streets in the bars.

We are all of us in the gutter,

Some of us are looking at the stars.

Look around the room,

Life is unkind.

We fall but we keep getting up,

Over and over and over and ...

Me and you,

Every night, every day,

We'll be together,

Always this way.

Your eyes are blue,

Like the heavens above.

Talk to me darling,

With the message of love.

The reason we're here,

Every man, every woman.

Is to help each other,

Stand by each other.

When love walks in the room,

Everybody stands up.

Oh it's good good good,

Say I love you I love you I love you ...

Talk to me darling,

Talk to me darling.

Back on the Chain Gang

I found a picture of you.

Oh, what hijacked my world at night.

To a place in the past,

We've been cast out of.

Oh, now we're back in the fight.

We're back on the train yeah,

Oh, back on the chain gang.

Circumstance beyond our control,

Oh, the phone, the TV and the news of the world.

Got in my house like a pigeon from hell.

Oh, threw sand in our eyes descending like flies.

Oh, put as back on the train yeah,

Oh,

Back on the chain gang.

The powers that be,

Force us to live like we do.

Bring me to my knees,

When I see what they've done to you.

When I die as I stand here today,

Knowing that deep in my heart,

They'll fall to ruin one day,

For making us part.

I found a picture of you.

Those were the happiest days of my life.

Like a break in the battle was your part

Oh, in the wretched life of a lonely heart.

Now we're back on the train,

Oh, back on the chain gang.

Thanks to drb10@cornell.edu and e9125767@student.tuwien.ac.at for their help. Paul Rodenhuis sent me some corrections based on sheet music he has for this song. (C) 1982 by Mushroom Music Pty. Ltd (No I'm not a lawyer, I don't know if this is legal. However, the only change I made based on his suggestions was replacing the first 'chain gang' in each verse with 'train yeah'.) T.Gawler@plymouth.ac.uk also sent me lyrics corrections, which replaces 'chain gang' with 'train yeah'.

Middle of the Road

In the middle of the road,

Is trying to find me.

I'm standing in the middle of life with my pains behind me.

But, I gotta smile,

For everyone I meet.

Long as you don't try dragging my bay,

Or dropping a bomb on the street.

Come on baby,

Get in the road.

Come on now,

In the middle of the road, yeah.

In the middle of the road,

You see the darnest things.

Like fat cats driving around in jeeps through the city,

Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits.

Past corrugated tin shacks holed up with kids and

Man I don't mean a Hampstead nursery.

But when you own a big chunk of the bloody third world,

The babies just come with the scenery.

Come on baby,

Get in the road.

Come on now,

In the middle of the road, yeah.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six.

In the middle of the road,

Is my private cul de sac.

I can't get from the cab to the curb,

Without some little jerk on my back,

Don't harass me kid,

Can't you tell I'm going home, I'm tired as hell,

I'm not the cat I used to be,

I've got a kid, I'm thirty-three baby.

Get in the road.

Come on now,

In the middle of the road.

Thanks to mward@clipper.ssb.com for her help. She also suggests that "I've seen other alleged lyrics say things about carrying knives and some other weapon, but I they're hearing "knives" for drivin'. I imagine Hampstead is an upscale type school or town in England (where "fat cats" might live)". T.Gawler@plymouth.ac.uk mentions that 'Hampstead is an area in London where this nursery school is.' Also thanks to e9125767@stud1.tuwien.ac.at (Robert Kacsich), penfield@ix.netcom.com and gia@giaco.com (Laura Giacoppo) for their contributions.

2000 Miles

He's gone,

2000 miles,

Is very far.

The snows falling down.

It's colder day by day.

I miss you.

The children were singing,

He'll be back at Christmas time.

And these frozen and silent nights,

Sometimes in a dream,

You appear.

Outside under the purple sky,

Diamonds in the snow,

Sparkle.

Our hearts were singing,

It felt like Christmas time.

2000 miles.

Is very far through the snow

The snows falling down,

It's colder day by day.

I miss you.

I can hear people singing,

It must be Christmas time.

I hear people singing,

It must be Christmas time.

Show Me

Show me the meaning of the word.

Cuz I've heard so much about it.

They say you can't live without it.

Welcome to the human race,

With its war, diseases and brutality.

You with your innocence and grace.

Restore some pride and dignity to our world in decline.

Welcome to the special place,

And our heart of stone that is cold and grey.

You with your angel face,

Keep the despair at bay, and send it away.

Show me the meaning of the word.

Cuz I've heard so much about it.

I don't want to live without it.

Oh,

I want love, I want love.

I want love.

Welcome here from outer space,

The Milky Way's still in your eyes.

You find yourself a hopeless case,

One who is seeking perfection on Earth, some kind of rebirth.

Show me the meaning of the word.

Cuz I've heard so much about it.

Don't make me live without it.

Oh, love.

I want love. I want

Love.

Thanks to roy77@ix.netcom.com for his help.

It's a Thin Line Between Love and Hate

It's a thin line, between love and hate.

It's 5 o'clock in the morning,

And you're just getting in.

Knock on the door,

A voice sweet and low says,

'Who is it?'

She opens up the door and lets you in

Never once asked where you've been

She says,

'Are you hungry, did you eat yet?'

'Let me hang up your coat, pass me your hat.'

All the time she's smiling, neve once raises her voice

It's 5 o'clock in the morning,

You don't give it a second thought.

It's a thin line, between love and hate.

Sweetest woman in the world,

Could be the meanest woman in the world

If you make her that way.

You keep hurting her,

She'll keep being quiet,

She might be holding something inside,

And really hurt you one day.

I see you in the hospital,

Bandaged fom foot to head.

In a state of shock,

Just that much from being dead.

You couldn't believe a girl would do something like this,

You didn't think the girl had the nerve

But here you are,

I guess actions speak louder than words.

It's a thin line, between love and hate.

Don't Get Me Wrong
This was the one song I managed to find on lyrics servers/ftp sites, but I've lost the attribution, if there was one; so if you were the one who wrote down these lyrics and put them up on the net, please let me know so I can give you credit.

Don't get me wrong,

If I'm looking kind of dazzled;

I see neon lights,

Whenever you walk by.

Don't get me wrong,

If you say hello and I take a ride,

Upon a sea where the mystic moon

Is playing havoc with the tide.

Don't get me wrong.

Don't get me wrong,

If I'm acting so distracted;

I'm thinking about the fireworks,

That go off when you smile.

Don't get me wrong,

If I split like light refracted,

I'm only off to wander

Across a moonlit mile.

Once in a while,

Two people meet

Seemingly for no reason

They just pass on the street.

Suddenly thunder showers everywhere

Who can explain the thunder and rain

But there's something in the air.

Don't get me wrong,

If I come and go like fashion.

I might be great tomorrow

But hopeless yesterday.

Don't get me wrong,

If I fall in the mode of passion

It might be unbelievable.

But let's not say so long,

It might just be fantastic

Don't get me wrong.

Hymn to Her

Let me inside you,

Into your room.

I've heard it's lined,

With the things you don't show.

Lay me beside you,

Down on the floor.

I've been your lover, from the womb to the tomb.

I'' dress as your daughter, when the moon becomes round.

You'll be my mother, when everything's gone.

She will always carry on

Something is lost, something is found.

They will keep on speaking her name

Something's changed, some stay the same.

Keep beckoning to me,

From behind that closed door,

Maybe your mother, and the crone that's grown old.

I hear your voice,

coming out of that hole.

I listen to you,

and I want some more.

I listen to you,

and I want some more.

She will always carry on.

Something is lost, something is found.

They will keep on speaking her name,

Some things changed, some stay the same.

Let me inside you,

Into your room.

I've heard it's lined,

With the things that oyu don't show.

Lay me beside you,

Down on the floor,

I've been your lover from the womb to the tomb.

I've dresed your daughter, when the moon becomes round.

You'll be my mother, when everything's gone.

She will always carry on.

Something is lost, something is found.

They will keep on speaking her name,

Some things changed, some stay the same.

Thanks to T.Gawler@plymouth.ac.uk for his help; his suggestions come from the lyrics printed in the insert to the 'Get Close' album.

My Baby

I want you to love me,

That's all I want from you.

I want you to love me,

One day.

I know I'm a peasant,

Dressed as a princess.

But that doesn't mean you have to take my clothes away.

If I could show you,

Some happiness,

Then I would feel like a real princess,

That to me would be success.

My baby.

I see you dancing,

A natural beauty.

You make the stars

Seem sublime.

You really get

To the heart of the music.

You are the poetry of time.

If there's a method, to writing a song

How come I get it wrong,

You write the beautiful songs.

My baby.

C'mon, C'mon C'mon baby.

Take my hand.

C'mon, C'mon C'mon show me,

To the loveland, to the loveland.

Can we see this happen,

In this day and age?

Somebody just turned the page.

Like I'm walking on stage.

My baby.

Thanks to roy77@ix.netcom.com for his help. Thanks to T.Gawler@plymouth.ac.uk for his contributions based on the insert to the 'Get Close' album.

I've Got You Babe

They say we're young, and we don't know.

Won't find out until we grow old.

Well, I don't know, baby that's true.

Cuz you got me, baby I got you.

Babe; I got you babe, I got you babe.

They say our love won't pay the rent,

Before it's sent, our money's always spent.

I guess that's so, we don't have a lot.

Least I'm sure of all the things we've got.

Babe; I got you babe, I got you babe.

I got flowers, in the spring,

I got you, to wear my ring.

And when I'm sad,

You're a clown.

And when I get scared,

You're always around.

So let them say your hair's too long,

I don't care with you I can't go wrong.

And put your little hand in mine,

Ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb.

Babe; I got you babe, I got you babe.

I've got you to hold my hand.

I've got you to understand.

I've got you to walk with me,

I've got you to talk with me.

I've got you to kiss goodnight,

I've got you to hold me tight.

I've got you and I won't let go,

I've got you to love me so.

I've got you babe.

Thanks to roy77@ix.netcom.com for his help.

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