Lyrics to Parklife


GIRLS AND BOYS

Streets like a jungle
so call the police
following the herd
down to Greece
on holiday
love in the 90's
is paranoid
on sunny beaches
take your chances looking for

Girls who are boys
who like boys to be girls
who do boys like they're girls
who do girls like they're boys
always should be someone you really love

avoiding all work
because there's none available
like battery thinkers
count their thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers
nothing is wasted
only reproduced
you get nasty blisters
du bist sehr schön
but we have'nt been introduced

TRACY JACKS

tracy jacks
works in civil service
it's steady employment
a golfing fanatic
but his putt is erratic
saw a Harley street doctor
who prescribed healthy living
he's getting past forty
all the seams are splitting

everyday he got closer
he knew in his heart he was over
saying I'd love to stay here and be normal
but it's just so overrated

left house without warning
at five in the morning
got on the first train to Walten
stood on the sea front laughing
threw his clothes in the water
ran around naked
was stopped by the police
and escorted back home

and then it happened on a tuesday morning
tracy jacks bulldozed down the house he lived in
saying it's just so overrated

END OF A CENTURY

she says there's ants in the carpet
dirty little monsters
eating all the morsels
picking up the rubbish
give her effervescence
she needs a little sparkle
good morning t.v.
you're looking so healthy

and we all say
don't want to be alone
we wear the same clothes
because we feel the same
and kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
end of a century....it's nothing special

sex on the t.v.
everybody's at it
and the mind gets dirty
as you get closer to thirty
he gives her a cuddle
they're glowing in a huddle
good night t.v.
you're all made up
and you're looking like me

can you eat her yes you can

PARKLIFE

confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as(parklife)
and morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight through what is known as
John's got brewers droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons they love a bit of it
who's that gut lord marching...you should cut down on your porklife mate...get some exercise

all the people
so many people
all go hand in hand
hand in hand through their parklife

i get up when i want except on wednesdays when i get rudely awakened by the dustmen
i put my trousers on,have a cup of tea and then think about leaving the house
i feed the pigeons i sometimes feed the sparrows too it gives me a sense of enormous well being
and then i'm happy for the rest of the day safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it

it's got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch tecnic you know
and it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round

BANK HOLIDAYS

grandma has got new dentures
to eat the crust on pizza
been taken out by her daughter
because she thought she ought'a
the kids are eating snickers
because they're so delicious
then there's sticky fingers
and mother loses her knickers

Bank holiday comes six times a year
Days of enjoyment to which everyone cheers
Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beer
.....then back to work A.G.A.I.N.

bar-b-que is cooking
sausages and chicken
the patio is buzzing
the neighbours they are looking
John is down the fun pub
drinking lots of lager
girls and boys are on the game
all the high streets look the same

BADHEAD

so far i've not really stayed in touch
well you knew as much,it's no surprise that today
i'll get up around two
from a lack of anything to do

and i might as well just grin and bear it
because it's not worth the trouble of an argument

and you you've not really stayed in touch
well i knew as much it's no surprise
that today i'll get up around two
with nothing to do except get a touch of flu

and i might as well just grin and bear it
because it's not worth the trouble of an argument
and in any case i'd rather wear it
it's like a bad head in the morning

so i might as well just grin and bear it
because it's not worth the trouble of an argument
and in any case i'd rather wear it
you're like a bad head in the morning

THE DEBT COLLECTOR
Instrumental

FAR OUT

I spy in the night sky don't I
phoebe IoElara Leda Callisto Sinope
Janus Dione Portia So Many Moons
Quiet in the sky at night Hot in the Milky Way
Outside in
Vega Capella Hadar Rigel Barnard's star
Antares Aldebaran Altair Wolf 359
Betelgeuse sun sun sun

TO THE END

all those dirty words (jusqu'á la fin)
they make us look so dumb (en plein soleil)
we've been drinking far too much (jusqu'á la fin)
and neither of us mean what we say (en plein amour)

you and i
collapsed in love
and it looks like we might have made it
yes it looks like we've made it to the end

what happened to us (jusqu'á la fin)
soon it will be gone forever (en plein soleil)
infatuated only with ourselves (justqu'á la fin)
and neither of us can think straight anymore (en plein amour)

LONDON LOVES

a melody has taken him over
coughing tar in his japanese motor
the lights are magic
and he feels lucky
and he's got money
shoot's like an arrow

london loves
the mystery of a speeding car
london loves
the misery of a speeding heart

it's love-u-like and everyone's at it
and words are cheap when the mind is elastic
he loves the violence
keeps ticking over
so sleep together
before today is sold forever

london loves
the way people just fall apart
london loves
the way we just don't stand a chance
london loves
the misery of a speeding heart

TROUBLE IN THE MESSAGE CENTER

I am the message centre
local and direct
room to room an operator (no calls today dear, they'll just have to wait dear)
I call and I collect (so just strike him softly away from the body)
you're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble)
thoughts are just pissing away (in so much trouble)
so much trouble

I am a manager
and I am in control
as the local delegator (no calls today dear, they'll just have to wait dear)
I offer no guarantee at all (so don't take it lightly it must be sold one day)

you're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble)
thoughts are just pissing away (in so much trouble)
a new type face a new day (in so much trouble)
you can't remember ten minutes ago (in so much trouble)
too much trouble

CLOVER OVER DOVER

i'm on the white cliffs of dover
thinking it over and over
if i jump then it's over
a cautionary tale for you

i'd like to roll in the clover
with you over and over
on the white cliffs of dover
and then i'd let you push me over

and if that is the fact then in actual fact it's not where it's at and it's over
and now the bluebirds are over
the white cliffs of dover
so when you push me over
don't bury me i'm not worth anything

MAGIC AMERICA

bill barret has a simple dream
he calls it his plan b
where there are buildings in the sky and the air is sugar free
and everyone is very friendly
plan b arrived on a holiday
took a cab to the shopping malls
bought and ate until he could do neither anymore
then found love on channel 44

la la la la la he wants to go to magic america
la la la la la he'd like to live in magic america with all the magic people

bill barret sent his postcards home
to everyone he'd ever known they read
fifty nine cents get you a good square meal
from the people who care how you feel

JUBILEE

jubilee slouches in the settee
he's losing all will to move
he's gone divvy too much telly
watching twenty four hours of rubbish
he's got butane he's got plastic bags
and his eyes are going square (oh yeah!)
he no raver just anti social
he not going to cut his hair

he dresses incorrectly...no one told him how to do it
he dresses incorrectly...seventeen he not mean enough
he dresses incorrectly...talk to girls but he's just too spotty
he dresses incorrectly...not keen on being like anyone else

jubilee's dad billy banker
thinks his son is a slob
he should get out more stop scabbing
he should go and get a job

so he just plays on his computer games

THIS IS A LOW

and into the sea goes pretty england and me
around the bay of biscay and back for tea
hit traffic on the dogger bank
up the thames to find a taxi rank
sail on by with the tide and fall asleep
and the radio says

this is a low
but it won't hurt you
when you are alone it will be there with you
finding ways to stay so low

on the tyne,forth and cromarty
there's a low in the high forties
and saturdays locked away on the pier
not fast enough dear
on the malin head,blacpool looks blue and red
and the queen,she's gone round the bend
jumped off land's end

LOT 105
Instrumental

one of those blur pages


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