Dizrythmia Album
| 1. | Bold As Brass |
| 2. | My Mistake |
| 3. | Parrot Fashion Love |
| 4. | Sugar and Spice |
| 5. | Without a Doubt |
| 6. | |
| 7. | Charlie |
| 8. | Nice to Know |
| 9. | Jamboree |
- Bold As Brass (T. Finn, R. Gillies) (3:22)
- Make a move, get off your spine
Shake your leg, tow the line
Mum's the word, the doctor said
Try your hand at this instead
Standing fast as bold as brass
Holding on until the last
Call the tune and play it all day long
There's a song that's just begun
Strikes a chord in everyone
It's the decent thing to do - your best
Risk you take - when on the make
Is falling down - upon the ground
That's the breaks - a bone or two
Brings it home - it's up to you
Standing fast as bold as brass
Holding on until the last
Call the tune and play it all day long
There's a song that's just begun
Strikes a chord in everyone
It's the decent thing to do - your best
They're gonna move my spine?
Make a move, get off your spine
Shake your leg, tow the line
Mum's the word, the doctor said
Try your hand at this instead
Standing fast as bold as brass
Holding on until the last
Call the tune and play it all day long
There's a song that's just begun
Strikes a chord in everyone
It's the decent thing to do - your best
la-de-da-da-da-de-dah...
- My Mistake (T. Finn, E. Rayner) (2:56)
- I went out to see if I could fall in love again
That was my mistake, that was my mistake
I went out to see if I could raise a laugh again
That was my mistake, that was my mistake
When all I needed was a friend
To make me stop and think again
To pull me up and pull me through
Tally-ho, your health my dear
I went out to see if I could live forgotten days
That was my mistake, that was my mistake.
One by one I counted on those happy yesterdays
Yeah that was my mistake, well that was my mistake
What's gone is gone, sweet memories
Don't let them get the best of me
No more lost in history, no more lust for love
All I needed was a friend, to make me stop and think me again
The call to arms is loud and clear
Tally-ho, your health my dear
-- Sax + Tim wailing --
Oh I went out to see If I could fall in love again
Yeah that was my mistake, well that was my mistake
One by one I counted on those happy yesterdays
Yeah that was my mistake, that was my mistake
That was my mistake (xY)
Ooh-Whoops (xY)
Mistake... mistake... mistake...
- Parrot Fashion Love (T. Finn, R. Gillies) (3:47)
- Sitting on the verandah, with my old girl Miranda
5 o'clock shadows soft in the gloom
In love after a fashion, we're broke, spent all our passion
9 o'clock and we're off to our room
`Coming like a habit, 'coming like a ritual
The same old tete-a-tete in your dreamy feather-bed
You give lessons in parrot fashion love
The same old tete-a-tete in your dreamy feather-bed
You give lessons in parrot fashion love
Drunk and disabled we're both under the table
With the crumbs, in the doldrums we play
Good loving and laughter, we both know what we're after
And there don't seem a lot left to say
`Coming like a habit, 'coming like a ritual
The same old tete-a-tete in your dreamy feather-bed
You give lessons in parrot fashion love
The same old tete-a-tete in your dreamy feather-bed
You give lessons in parrot fashion love
Polly want a cracker, polly want a cracker
The same old tete-a-tete in your dreamy feather-bed
You give lessons in parrot fashion love
The same old tete-a-tete in your dreamy feather-bed
You give lessons in parrot fashion love..love love..love.
The same old monotone
You're gonna wind up on your own
You learned your lesson, no more parrot fashion love
parrot fashion love
- Sugar and Spice (Philip Judd) (3:49)
- Well there's love on the menu
Well there's love on the menu
You don't know what your missing
Honey, honey make a meal out of me
Take a big bite, or a nibble
Oyster entree, bon appetite
Won't you never stop, your complaining
Never stop, have a good vintage wine
Every time we go eating out, just desserts, tea and sympathy
And the music plays on and on
The chef gets the bacon for the filet mignon
There's always the waiter, he knows how to cater
Sugar and spice, give me that savoured love
Cheap at the price, give me that flavoured love
Sugar and spice, it tastes so very nice
Love's on the menu, me 'n' you
Well there's love on the menu
but you still refuse to listen
2, 4, 6, 8 bog in don't wait
Take a big sip or a small nip
Cappuccino or Burgundy
Won't you never stop your complaining
Never stop, have a good vintage wine
Every time we go eating out, just desserts, tea and sympathy
I'll be the knife if you'll be the fork
I'll try the rump steak if you'll try the pork
There's always the waitress, in her sexy little white dress
Sugar and spice, give me that savoured love
Cheap at the price, give me that flavoured love
Sugar and spice, yeah that's my favourite love
Sugar and spice, give me that flavoured love
Sugar and spice
- Without a Doubt (Tim Finn) (5:26)
- Live for the day, when I'm left here on my own
With no-one to betray, it's no wonder I prefer to be
A castaway, who finds a friendly shore
When you have yourself a friend
Then you have yourself a foe
My right to defend, yours to scatter with one blow
My defenses, I'm defenseless
Here in the dark, I guess a few fuses have blown
The bite's back in the bark, and the garden's overgrown
I'm in a right mess, and there's a tightness in my heart
OH WHY, DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO GO AWAY....
Like a fly in the ointment, love makes my flesh creep
Love gets me hot and bothered
It's just a reward I never reap
And I'm lying on the lawn babe, hot sun overhead
Waiting for the breath of inspiration to carry me away instead
And without a doubt, without a doubt
I'm working for precious little, I'm playing the 2nd fiddle
I've been living on broken promises, living on guarantees
Sometimes at night when the moon is bright
You can see me down on my knees
I'm still looking for those home truths
An offer I can't refuse, A leap in the dark
A touch and go I got nothing left to lose
But without a doubt, without a doubt (doubtless)
I'm learning, back where I started
I'm learning, I'm broken hearted but without a doubt
Without a doubt (doubtless)
I'm working for precious little, I'm playing the 2nd fiddle
Without a doubt, but without a doubt (doubtless)
I'm learning, back where I started
I'm learning, I'm broken hearted but without a doubt
Live for the day, when I'm left here on my own
With no-one to betray, it's no wonder I prefer to be
A castaway, who finds a friendly shore
Washed up on the rocks, in the calm after the storm
I can run amok, every day's a high day and
A holiday, my hideaway I got no reason left to stay
Oh why, do you always have to go away
- Crosswords (Tim Finn) (3:21)
- Bad mouth crosswords, need a muzzle
I'm down you're across
I can't seem to solve this puzzle
I turn while you toss
Crosswords puzzle me it's frightening
We're still friends but we're still fighting
Cat and dog we trade black looks
C'mon and do your worst
The war of words demands surrender
I won't be the first
Crosswords puzzle me it's frightening
We're still friends but we're still fighting
Crosswords puzzle me it's frightening
We're still friends but we're still fighting
Get an earful, leave you tearful
Careful who you cross
We get close when we get angry
Crosswords still the boss
Crosswords puzzle me it's frightening
We're still friends but we're still fighting
Crosswords puzzle me it's frightening
We're still friends but we're still fighting
Crosswords, crosswords, smart words, smart words won't tease me
Crosswords, tax man
No we can't agree, love that 3rd degree
Crosswords, crosswords, passwords, smart words
No we can't agree, love that 3rd degree
- Charlie (Tim Finn) (6:26)
- Wake up Charlie, rise and shine
Pour the tea, I'll draw the blind
Sunlight halo, you look wonderful
Darling Charlie, pale and deathly still
For heaven's sake, wake up Charlie
Was a full moon last night
I was full of bravado, dead drunk, dead sure
One of us had to go
Raised my hand in anger, hurt you again
Dust to dust, and fire to ashes you can
Thank me for nothing now Charlie
I was eaten up with jealousy
Bones to pick and rumours to feed
How my heart bleeds, love's a big mistake
Mercy Charlie oh for pity's sake
Forgive me, speak to me, Charlie
Wake up Charlie rise and shine
Pour the tea, I'll draw the blind
Sunlight halo you look wonderful
Darling Charlie, pale and deathly still
For heaven's sake, wake up Charlie
- Nice to Know (T. Finn, E. Rayner, P. Judd) (4:22)
- I been licking my wounds
Sick of holding my tongue
I been sweating my way up those blue hills
Now I'm taking the plunge
I been stealing my nerves
and I'm breaking a lot of wishbones
Hope I'm displaying manly virtue
Hope I haven't bitten off more than I can chew
Oh wouldn't it be nice to know
Oh wouldn't it be nice to know
I been speaking out of turn
Feel invincible behind that silver fern
And I'm full of a bittersweet anger
Sick of meaningful dialogue
I been playing the high and mighty
Now I'm trying to act my age
I been making up for lost time
Hope I'm cooking my goose for the very last time
Oh wouldn't it be nice to know
Yes? wouldn't be nice to know
It wouldn't be nice to know
I been licking my wounds
Sick of holding my tongue
I been sweating my way up those blue hills
Now I'm taking the plunge
I been stealing my nerves
And I'm breaking a lot of wishbones
Hope I'm displaying manly virtue
Hope I haven't bitten off more than I can chew
Wouldn't it be nice to know
Oh wouldn't it be nice to know
- Jamboree (Split Enz) (6:27)
- Roll up, roll up, to the jamboree
Roll up, roll up, to the jamboree
Roll up, roll up, troupers jamboree
Old friends a-tend, long time no see
Roll up, roll up, troupers come on down
Big top, non stop, annual reunion
I know what you're thinking, I know what you'll say
But I gotta gotta be, at the troupers jamboree
There's safety in numbers, I'll never forget
40 years ago, on with the show
Distant voices calling, calling me
Entertaining me
Memories of the heydays
With the better company
I know what you're thinking, I know what you'll say
But I gotta gotta be, at the troupers jamboree
There's safety in numbers, I'll never forget
40 years ago, on with the show
Roll up, roll up, troupers jamboree
Old friends attend, long time no see
Roll up, roll up, troupers come on down
Big top, non stop, annual reunion
Keeping a lonely vigil while the girls all have a ball
The stories come out thick and fast, long, short and tall
There's Frank du Preze on the flying trapeze
Finally come down to earth
Good 'ol Chris the contortionist, is bent if not worse
Dear 'ol Merle the strip-tease girl, do anything for kicks
And the 'ol magician has disappeared, still up to his old tricks
Well the gag man's been gagged
And the straight man's gone straight
The mime artiste too clever for words
And the M.C's still late
Oh Jamboree...oh Jamboree!
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