Keep Moving

Keep Moving (1984)


1. Keep Moving

McPherson/Smyth/Foreman)

2. Michael Caine

(Woodgate/Smyth)

3. Turning Blue

(McPherson/Foreman)

4. One Better Day

(McPherson/Bedford)

5. March of the Gherkins

(Thompson/Barson)

6. Waltz into Mischief

(Smyth/McPherson)

7. Brand New Beat

(Thompson/Barson)

8. Victoria Gardens

Barson/Smyth

9. Samantha

(Barson/Thompson)

10. Time for Tea

(Thompson/Foreman)

11. Prospects

(McPherson/Smyth)

12. Give Me a Reason

(Thompson)



Keep Moving



Hurry up

Don't slow down

Pick a time

D-D-D-D-Don't let hands pull you down

If you're waiting



Have it up

Move along

Say goodbye

D-D-D-D-Don't let words stay too long

If you're leaving



It read

We missed you

Between the lines

It said hold it high

With a smile

Speak out loud

With the mind of a child

If you're lucky



It read

We missed you

Between the lines

It said hurry up



We really must be going there's no time to delay

We have to leave our message because we can't stay

It really is important so remember take care

Please keep on moving 'cos there's nobody there



It read

We missed you

Between the lines it said

We've waited for so long

But now it's time t-t-to keep moving along



Here and there are the signs

On the road g-g-g-g-g-give way to stop and go

When you're moving



It read

We missed you

Between the lines it said

We've waited for so long

But now it's time to to to keep moving along



Keep moving, you've got to keep moving

Keep, keep, you've got to keep moving

T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-to keep moving along





Michael Caine



We'll get ya ya ya

We'll get ya ya ya



(I am Michael Caine)



la la la la la la la la



He's walking where I'm afraid I don't know

I see the firemen jumping from the windows

There's panic and I hear somebody scream



He picks up useless paper and puts it in my pocket

I'm trying very hard to keep my fingers clean

I can't remember tell me what's his name



(My name is Michael Caine)



CHORUS:

And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home

And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep

All I wanted was a word or photograph

All I wanted was a word or photograph to keep



The sun is laughing it's another broken morning

I see a shadow and call out to try and warn him

He didn't seem to hear just turned away

The quiet fellow follows

And points his finger straight at you

He had to sacrifice his pride, yes

And throw it all away



CHORUS: (Repeat)



His days are numbered he walks round and round in circles

There is no place he can ever call his own

He seems to jump at the sound of the phone



Staring out the window there's nothing he can now do

All he wanted was to remain sane

He can't remember his own name



(My name is Michael Caine)



CHORUS: (Repeat)





Turning Blue



With the ease of a practised smile

The tears of a crocodile

Well shake then wash your hands

Of the smell of foreign land

The propaganda woman said

It might be worse you could be dead

Now we've an impressive show

Let's wind it up and watch it go



CHORUS:

Still a strange thing to me

Is there's no place I'd rather be

Rollercoasting backwards to

Up and down and turning blue



No pie in the sky

For the small man gets smaller

But a poke in the eye

>From an unwelcome caller



CHORUS: (Repeat)



Policeman's eyes on overload

A fractured island might explode

A million pieces washed ashore

>From Disneyland to Warsaw



Let's have a rehearsal run

An underground holiday in the sun

Take time to sit and reflect

A white wall where the sun collects



CHORUS: (Repeat)





One Better Day



Arlington House

Address no fixed abode

An old man in a three-piece suite

Sits in the road

He stares across the water

And sees right through the lock

But on and up like outstretched hands

His mumbled words, his fumbled words



Further down there's a photo booth

A million plastic bags

And an old woman filling out

A million baggage tags

But when she get thrown out

Three bags at a time

She spies the old chap in the road

To share her bags with, she has bags of time



Surrounded by his past

On a short white line

He sits while cars pass

Either side

Takes his time

Trying to remember

One better day

A while ago when people stopped

To hear him say



CHORUS:

Walking 'round you sometimes

Hear the sunshine

Beating down in time with the

Rhythm of your shoes



Now she has walked

Enough through rainy town

She rests her back against his

And sits down

She's trying to remember

One better day

Awhile ago when people stopped

To hear her say



CHORUS: (Repeat)



CHORUS: (Repeat)



The feeling of arriving

When you've nothing left to lose





March of the Gherkins



It's been sometime since the smile

Upon my face

Had a sneak preview in town

It's been a while since I gave chase

It's been sometime since the girl

>From round my way

Came and took me by the hand

It's been a long time since I came around



I can remember when I

Stood on my head

And walking straight across the ground

I still picture the laughing faces



CHORUS:

Catch me, I'm falling into my past

Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh



I was told to grow up soon

Face my consequences

Being told it was high time

High time to come to my senses

Climbing up to the top floor

Stood the look of pleasure

Such a silly aged man

With an attic full of treasure



CHORUS



I remember when was ten

Things were somewhat better then

Time went by so easily

Is this the way life's supposed to be, but

Looking back I wonder why

It seems to pass so quickly by

Memories can make you cry

I close my eyes, my tears I try to hide



I was thinking about

Tammo land

Of all the funny places

I was thinking a short time ago



CHORUS (2x)





Waltz into Mischief



The latest and greatest

Amazing arrival

No conscience no shame

For the game of survival

Theives and villians

And fraudulent swindlers

Gathered in tribute

With masks of respect



CHORUS:

A big hand hooray

Oh come all ye trustful

Let the band play

A waltz into mischeif



The chairman is speaking

Instructs the apprentice

All faces are turned

To the wizard of sentence

Years of experience

Fall from his tongue

Like teardops to puddles

They ripple among



CHORUS



This king of the cowboys

Holds fast his deception

Rides their misgivings

To rapturous reception

Calls on the crowd

Of white pointed heads

To check under carpets

(While we're in our beds?)



CHORUS (3x)





Brand New Beat



More leverage was passed today

>From the radio I heard him say

I fixed another lock on my toilet door

House to house checks will commence throughout



Looking at my prize possessions

Trying to remember which ones I own

I could be up for a week's detention

Without a line I could die in there



Another law was passed today

Cut price bullets in your hardware store

And to pass your time of stay

Life size cutouts are your target score



CHORUS:

Throwing open the windows

And screaming down the street

Eight o'clock and all is well

Until the brand new beat

Can you smell the brand new beat



Star shaped badge that shines upon

Comes free in your bumper pack

But if it's left around too long

It'll burn right through to your back



CHORUS



Shipped direct via the Isle of Man

The money maker shows his face

He breeds his fear across the land

Then casts off without a trace



Eight o'clock and all is well

Until the brand new beat

You can smell the brand new beat

Can you hear the brand new beat

You can hear the brand new beat

Can you smell the brand new beat





Victoria Gardens



You're looking and listening and hoping

that things are changing for the better

You're trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth sir

You're looking and listening and hoping

that things will change for better

Don't want to preach or teach the blues to you now brother



I just left Victoria Gardens

And walked through cardboard city land

A burnt out star was asking

How would I like to shake his hand



I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry)

And wondered where did we go wrong?



We're looking and listening and hoping

that things are changing for the better

Don't want to preach or teach the blues to you now brother



I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry)

And wondered where did we go wrong?



Looking listening hoping that things are changing for the better

(Only time can tell)



It's a bloody fine situation

That we find ourselves in

He said something I couldn't mention (here)

And we laughed with him again



I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry)

And wondered where did we go wrong?



Looking listening hoping that things are changing for the better

And trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth sir



She said it's for the good of us all

(of us all, of us all, of us all)



Looking listening hoping that things are changing for the better

Don't want to preach or teach the blues to you now brother



I'm not so sure

(sure, sure, sure)



And now it is early evening

I look across grey Leicester Square

A large and silent crowd were walking

Said they had every right to be there





Samantha



One night in a cold sweat

I heard the call

So without fear and free from fright

I walked tall

As I crept the passages

Only just but faint

In and out of the central heating

It came and then went



CHORUS:

Samantha, Samantha dear

I have to be gone

Samantha, oh Samantha dear

But ooh, she slept on



Well I've itched a thousand itches

But this one tops them all

While crouched down with an ear to the ground

I saw the call



Springing up in disbelief

The supension spilt

And peering in a bathroom mirror

Hung the men with guilt



CHORUS



One night in a cold sweat

I heard the call

So without fear and free from fright

I walked tall



Samantha, Samantha dear

I have to be gone

Samantha, oh Samantha dear

But



Samantha, Samantha dear

I have to be gone

Samantha, oh Samantha dear

But



There were all sorts of funny faces

Being pulled

But mine was the funniest face



CHORUS





Time For Tea



Scouring through the wasteland

With an uge to take

Anything that comes into view

Only ten more puffs to tea time

I've found eating so time consuming



CHORUS:

WIllie, oh Willie she cried

It's time for tea

WIllie, where in hell has he gone

It's time for tea



South of the wateland at your D.I.Y.

The inconsiderate rings his till

Offering plans of easy credit

Claims he'll cause a killing in the school half term



CHORUS



And welly well well well what have I found here

A hiding place made by frigid air

I think I'll try it on and give my mates a scare

They'll all be searching neither here nor there



CHORUS



Long depress of autumn breeze

Sucking on a rubber back teeth

Plays into the hands of the hardware man

Who selfishly "I don't care"





Prospects



A train ride to Tuesday

A platform far away

Scarlet shades of evening move clouds of grey

Awaking, arriving

The dirty station where

He passes crowds of people who don't see him there



Here's a desert island room

For a man who's cast away

Stranded in this home from home

>From his family

Far away



CHORUS:

Home.

Well this is it

This is it

Is this my heart

I miss you with all my heart

This is not

Is this not

My home



One shoe-lace cardboard suitcase

One passport from the Queen

One room for a light bulb

Where no-one's been

Sticks and stones, my old bones

Not like nineteen fifty-four

Then the liked me fine

But not anymore



This empty room

Where he's marooned

With nothing left to say

But in the dark

He thinks of home far away



CHORUS



I feel cold, getting old

More than the climate's changed

Stranded on this island

The rate of exchange



Here's a desert island room

For a man who's cast-away

Today he will not be at work

There is no work anyway



How is it when you feel it

Do you wonder what gets you down

You're looking in the windows

When you walk this town





Give Me A Reason



Well we change from one extreme to another

Can you help me with my shame

I didn't mean to when I kicked and punched

>From nowhere this demon came



Forgive me for this mindless mood

Accept this honest plea

Don't use me for the devil's food

And throw away the key



CHORUS:

Give me a reason so I've got

Someone else to blame

Give me the reason so I've got

Something else to blame



I only meant to wipe away the cries

With the softness of my hand

I didn't mean to break the tie

I'm after all a family man



CHORUS



Give me the reason

Give me a reason



I am the master of this house

Don't try to run away

I tried the same things at your age

And I was also made to pay



Forgive me for this mindless mood

Accept this honest plea

Don't use me for the devil's food

And throw away the key



Mister patience and Misses alike

Upon and throughout the land

A lot of attention

With a heap of affection

Wouldn't go astray



CHORUS



This is the reason, one of the reasons



I am the reason so I've got only myself to blame

I am the reason so I've got no-one else to blame