Lyrics to the Demos
A few words about the demo-recordings:
They were recorded sometime over the period '72 -'75, probably.
Most of them are just Kate and her piano. Six of them were
produced by David Gilmour (Pink Floyd) and features Kate and a band.
Some of the songs later appeared on Kate's albums in a more
polished form. The correct titles for these songs are not known.
I have used the titles commonly accepted by the
Love-Hounds/rec.music.gaffa discussion group. Kate's demo
recordings have never been officially released.
They are available from various bootleg dealers.
Text source: Bryan Dongray's lyrics archive
Doc. source: Jon-Terje Lilleby
16.Nevertheless, You'll Do
17.Oh To Be In Love [Demo]
18.On Fire Inside A Snowball
19.Organic Acid
20.The Rare Flower
21.Rinfy The Gypsy
22.Scares Me Silly
23.So Soft
24.Something Like A Song
25.Stranded At The Moonbase
26.Strange Phenomena [Demo]
27.Surrender Into The Roses
28.Violin [Demo]
29.Where Are The Lionhearts
30.While Davy Dozed
Nevertheless, You'll Do
[Demo]
You've never driven through a red light,
Or let your mind leave your body.
It's pitch black in bed every night:
You set the clock right for the morning alarm.
You've never wanted to start any fires,
Don't know a thing about tapping in on wires.
I fill the room with people
but still you sit empty,
Stuck like putty.
I tried to teach you good rock'n'roll,
But you couldn't get over the old one-two,
And nevertheless, you'll do.
Nevertheless, you'll do.
Nevertheless, I do.
You get up in the morning and put on your suit
For the office, and leave me.
You come home all pushed and pulled,
At six-thirty in the evening.
The television, it takes you away
To a picture-world where I have no say in it.
I fill the room with people
but still you sit empty,
Stuck like putty.
I tried to teach you good rock'n'roll,
But you couldn't get over the old one-two,
And nevertheless, you'll do.
Nevertheless, you'll do.
Nevertheless, I do.
Oh To Be In Love
[Demo]
As the light hits you,
As you shift along the floor,
I find it hard to place my face.
How did I come to be here, anyway?
It's terribly vague, what's been before.
I could have been anyone.
You could have been anyone's dream.
Why did you have to choose our moment?
Why did you have to make me feel that?
Why did you make it so unreal?
Oh! To be in love,
And never get out again.
Oh! To be in love,
And never get out again.
Oh! To be in love,
Never get out again.
All the colours look brighter now.
Everything they say seems to sound new.
Slipping into tomorrow too quick,
Yesterday always too good to forget.
Stop the swing of the pendulum and let us through!
Oh! To be in love,
And never get out again.
Oh! To be in love,
And never get out again.
Oh! To be in love,
Never get out again.
On Fire Inside A Snowball
[Demo]
Whenever I look out French windows
It's always snowing outside.
And feel your body relax on mine,
Giving me all the good lines,
(Uh-huh)
All the good lines,
All the good li... ooh.
Hot in the ice,
On fire inside,
A snowball.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Hot in the ice,
On fire inside,
A snowball.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
A crystal layer of ice on our skin:
Very numb outside but warm within.
I bend to join our lips, but it's too cold
To kiss and hit. Is that you I'm feeling?
Is it you I'm feeling?
(Yeah!)
Is it you I'm feeling?
Hot in the ice,
On fire inside,
A snowball.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Hot in the ice,
On fire inside,
A snowball.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Organic Acid
[Demo]
He got her drunk very quickly
Holding hands, they found the broom-cupboard
Where he had control as far as the fall
When his hand covered wet hair
She took over among furniture wax
Dust, and the cloying yellow of polishing-cloth
When he was sick, she comforted him
Oh hush, my friend, and sleep
And cuddle to the wind
Sleep on through the waves
That may wet your lover's dream
We have been far through this night long hours
We will go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...
He couldn't do it properly
The disco, the office, the pub,
Had left out those details of delight.
Satisfied, he would collapse out,
Puzzled at why she still squirmed,
Held onto him, tears curling into her mouth
This was something their stories always omitted
That her joy would seem like pain
When he focused after his release.
Do sand and shells and stones
Peep in through your night?
But you should not be hurt
For all will pass with time.
We have been far through this night long hours
We will go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...
In the third week of the relationship
She was tripping on organic acid
Would stop to pick up a rained-out leaf
Would give it tenderly into his hand
Full of dead things before they reached the car
When they drove she sat with mouth open
As though photographed on the impact of a stomach punch
Her right fist gripping the skin of his left leg
Hooking the steering-wheel closer to his heart
He feared her, and slapped out sideways into her face
She entered the cut with her tongue
Gurgling gratitude for the strange taste
Do you fear the dark?
Then hush, and realise
That though the angels never come
Prayers can soothe your mind
We have been far through this night long hour
We will go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...
There was no premonition of the wet Hog's Back
The sportscar slumped, snout into a beech
Their corpses giving the vehicle arms
Petrol and blood at last dripping together
But quick flashes of a planned lunch
Cold red beef, white cloth by a cherrywood fire
Game pie, and for him two pints of colder beer
The winter air tucking under their eyelids
As they spun on the gravel at Clandon
Their hands steaming from quick moisture
The aromatic finger drawn up to his nostril
Dazed after mutual masturbation
They zigzagged into a conservative end
Oh hush, my friend, asleep.
The Rare Flower
[Demo]
There's beauty in such a sacred structure, oh,
That thing that is nurtured and loved.
It's quite an occasion.
It's driving me crazy.
I'm not allowed to touch on lust.
I've gotta get a hold of myself.
I mustn't admit it.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
Well I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
Whoooo
Walking in a Paradise or Eden,
Whoa, temptation:
Give me one second to succumb.
It's calling me.
With a menacing whisper of,
Magic offer a-charming me./Magical world enchanting me.
Why I've gotta get a hold of myself,
You see, but it ain't easy.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
Whoooo
[clunk of piano/and papers being shuffled]
Rinfy The Gypsy
[Demo]
I fell in love with Rinfy the gypsy.
He said when I grew up he'd marry me,
Carry me away on his steed.
"Don't worry, my baby!
Don't die, my funny little darling!
I'm going away for a little while,
And shouldn't be gone for very long."
Ooh, then I really fell for Geoffrey, our gardener.
He said he'd marry me, too.
Oh, and I believed him, just like a fool.
"Don't worry, my honey!
Don't die, my funny little doll!
I'm going away for a little while.
Shouldn't be gone for very long."
(Ooh, long, long, long ...)
Playing canasta in c-cold rooms,
Playing canasta in cold rooms,
Playing canasta upstairs, downstairs,
And in my lover's...ooh...
I met a boy who took me upstairs,
Then took me in his arms
and told me I comforted him, uh-huh.
"Don't worry, my dear,
Don't cry, you weird little stranger.
I'm going away.
You probably won't ever see me again."
Oh, yes, I know, I'm always falling,
Gazing at hazy goldfish in your swimming eyes.
How could I not lie there with you?
"Don't worry, my darling!
Don't die, my silly little baby!
I'm going away for a little while,
And shouldn't be gone for very long."
(Ooh, long, long, long!)
Playing canasta in c-cold rooms,
Playing canasta in cold rooms,
Playing canasta upstairs, downstairs,
And in my lover's...ooh...
Scares Me Silly
[Demo]
Here in the studio,
As they're turning down the lights,
I lick my lips to start the first line -
How can this girl be me?
"Oh, little thing, are you looking lost?"
The vertigo, the need to lose."
Ooh, ooh...
They try to put me on the tapes begin to spin,
I feel a little sick and hope my notes are in,
I try to put it all in, do it for you,
Don't even know you but I need you to love me, too.
They try to put me on the tape begin to spin,
I feel a little sick and hope my notes are in,
I try to put it all in, do it for you,
Don't even know you but I need you to love me, too.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going,
Like a Romeo.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going,
Like a Romeo.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going.
Swimming amid the cans
I wonder can I goad myself into another take,
And keep the mood?
It's like a film - such balance.
I close my eyes to the cello solo and ache,
The music will never let me blow away you-oo.
You know the feeling when you're on the right track.
You fall in love and you're never gonna turn it back.
It's a part of you, they're so sensitive,
Oozing without me, filling over with secrets.
You know the feeling when you're on the right track.
You fall in love and you're never gonna turn it back.
It's a part of you, they're so sensitive,
Oozing without me, filling over with secrets.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going,
Like a Romeo.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going,
Like a Romeo.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going.
So Soft
[Demo]
Held in your arms in the back seat,
Cruising down the main street,
How can anyone have such little defense?
You're soft.
In between the sheets, left in limbo,
Covered me like the pillow
I can hardly tell the difference.
You're soft,
So soft.
To be, to be with you
I'd leave everything.
But I don't know how to deal with you.
I swear you'd fall like a feather if I was cruel.
Love would melt me like hot butter.
You're soft,
So soft.
To be, to be with you
I'd do anything.
Walking down the street, brushing arms,
You're moonlight dancing.
I try hard to keep my feelings in.
You're soft.
Dancing to the music, so low.
I knead you like dough.
How can anyone be so loving
And soft,
So soft?
To be, to be with you
I'd leave everything.
But I don't know how to deal with you.
I swear you'd fall like a feather if I was cruel.
You melt me like hot butter.
You're soft,
So soft.
To be, to be with you
I'd do anything.
Something Like A Song
[Demo]
There's something that sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow
A piper:
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, hoooo"
I see him when I turn the lights down low,
In my garden, wading through the pond.
Dressed in sailing wear.
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, hoooo"
I've called him by every name I know,
By every name I know,
But he won't answer me.
He keeps coming forward, but never moving.
Is there no destiny here?
It sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow
A piper:
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, hoooo"
Stranded At The
Moonbase
[Demo]
A long way up in light-years,
Just a pinpoint in space,
In a century of planetary storms,
Stranded at the moonbase,
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
Looking out at the roof-window,
I've seen many strange things,
From shooting stars to Stars 'n' Stripes
Thought I'd caught a glimpse of golden wings.
The air is getting low,
The air is getting low,
The air is getting low,
The air is getting low.
I got the vision of a big white dove.
I've heard the creaking of the pearly gates above.
I'm wond'ring why the big white dove
Is keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting.
Looking way down below me,
The worlds are all awhirl-whirly.
Won't you come along beside?
This place waits for company.
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
I leave my limbs behind me.
As I'm being lifted
Out into the, into the
Spiritual boom-boom abyss.
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
I got the vision of a big white dove.
I've heard the creaking of the pearly gates above.
I'm wond'ring why the big white dove
Is keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting.
Strange Phenomena
[Demo]
Soon it will be the phase of the moon
When people tune in.
Every girl knows about the punctual blues,
But who's to know the power behind our moves?
A day of coincidence with the radio,
And a word that won't go away.
We know what they're all going to say.
"G" arrives "Funny, had a feeling he was on his way!"
We raise our hats to the strange phenomena.
Soul-birds of a feather flock together.
We raise our hats to the hand a-moulding us.
Sure 'nuff, 'e has the answer,
'e has the answer
'e has the answer,
oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh-oh oh-oh ohh
You pick up a paper. You read a name.
You go out. It turns up again and again.
You bump into a friend you haven't seen for a long time,
Then into another you only thought about last night.
You hear your sister calling for you,
But you don't know where from.
You know there's something wrong,
But you don't want to believe in a premonition.
We raise our hats to the strange phenomena.
Soul-birds of a feather flock together.
We raise our hats to the hand a-moulding us.
Sure 'nuff, 'e has the answer,
'e has the answer
'e has the answer
oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh-oh oh-oh ohh
Surrender Into The Roses
[Demo]
Last night you were on my balcony.
You needn't try, know the whole story.
Before it's too late I must get away,
But both of us know you must stay.
Oh, come on, Carmilla,
Surrender into the roses.
Go back home under the posies.
Surrender into the roses,
Carmilla, Carmilla, Carmilla.
Tying garlic flowers around the room.
It keeps me safe, but oh! the sickly perfume.
Well, it makes me long for the good times,
When you were really alive.
Oh, come on, Carmilla,
Surrender into the roses.
Go back home under the posies.
Surrender into the roses,
Carmilla, Carmilla, Carmilla.
Violin
[Demo]
Four strings across the bridge,
Ready to carry me over,
Over the quavers, under the bars,
Out of the realm of the orchestra,
Out of the realm of the orchestra.
Filling me up with the shivers.
Filling me up with the shivers.
Filling me up with the shivers.
Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!
Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!
Hear the haunting melody.
Leave me enough for my country.
Here in a wood, in a green story,
Hearing the Banshee a-riddle.
Hearing the Banshee a-riddle.
And jigging along with the fiddle.
Jigging along with the fiddle.
Jigging along with the fiddle.
Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!
Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!
Where Are The Lionhearts
[Demo]
Destiny took me in her arms and told me:
"You're a little lost on the fall.
You fall for all the men
You shouldn't fall for, at all."
Ooh, I know she knows, but still I go on,
Well, I'm a fool.
Climbing up the (l)adders
To slide down the adders
On the rocks,
On the rocks,
On the rocks,
On the rocks...
Joan of Arc walks into my mirror,
A burning sword.
I'd like to cry. I look into her eyes.
I see she's seen, the long days and nigh(t).
"Ooh," she says,
"The games are still the same, I see,
But they've changed the names now.
Are all Lionhearts put in parks, apart?"
Lionhearts in the asylums,
Lionhearts tossed at sea,
Lionhearts who've lived their lives, like Arthur.
Lionhearts in cathedrals,
Lionhearts at mournings,
Lionhearts in every seed
But they're sown
On the rocks,
On the rocks,
On the rocks,
On the rocks...
Somebody I couldn't see
Tied me up and put me away,
Here on the rocks,
Here on the rocks,
Here on the rocks...
While Davy Dozed
[Demo]
I stayed the night in your arms.
Over half an hour I stayed awake,
Looking at you.
Your face seemed radiant,
The walls to Steve
With a crack emerged
As I held you.
Oo-ooh...
While na-na ne-ne-na ne-na-na Davy dozed.
I closed my eyes
Realised the time is close for us to go.
Hold me, oh hold me.
Davy, Davy,
Bending like a willow-branch.
He rocks me like a baby.
Oo-ooh...
I know he loves another lady,
But I still see him in the hallway
Calling me.
Oh, when we danced so closely,
I really felt as though I was melting
In a pool.
Oo-ooh...
Oh while na-na na-na na-na-na Davy dozed.
I closed my eyes
Realised the time is close for us to go.
Hold me, please hold me.
Davy, Davy,
Bending like a willow-branch.
He rocks me like a baby.
Oo-ooh...
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