KEVIN COYNE LYRICS

KEVIN COYNE LYRICS - A

Aching Heart (Wily Wagner/Ralf Gustke/Tom Liwa/Ali Neander/Kevin Coyne - 1996) (KNOCKING ON YOUR BRAIN)

Aching heart, why do you ache so much? (x4)

It's a mystery to me (x4)

Aching heart, why do you ache so much? (x4)

It's a mystery to me (x4)

The rhapsody of life, it seems to draw away from my ever steady gaze, I can't see, I can't feel anything at all, I seem to be faced by a great brick wall, down below the sadness reigns, I can feel the pain it strikes again, she's gone away, never never to return, my heart it, my heart, my heart it burns

Aching heart, why do you ache so much? (x4)

It's a mystery to me (x4)

My life is just a bundle of words, everything I touch it seems to be absurd, I can't even scream, I can't even sigh since the day she said, she said goodbye but I wonder and I'll wonder all my life if I'd been a perfect man would she have been a perfect wife, it's a mystery to me and I just can't see, I can't understand, this broken heart, this broken heart, this broken heart, this broken heart, this broken heart

Pourquoi Madame, pourquoi Monsieur, why this living hell? Pourquoi Madame, pourquoi Monsieur, ah, ah I can't speak French

It's a mystery to me (x4)

Aching heart, why do you ache so much? (ad lib)

Admit you're Wrong (Kevin Coyne - 1980) (SANITY STOMP)

Mumbo jumbo talking talking talking talking, who you're talking to?

Reading charts and hearts and star signs, don't you know you're making an intelligent man blue?

I blame it on you

Chorus: Admit, admit, admit you're wrong (x2)

But you never admit, admit you're wrong, you keep on singing the same boring song

Admit you're wrong (x2).

Confusing issues and everything with a ?? that slowly burn, I've had a term and I've burnt

I'm crawling against walls, scratching wallpaper down, oh leave me alone, I'm confused

Chorus - Solo

But you never admit, admit you're wrong, you keep on singing the same boring song

Admit you're wrong (x2)

Send me somewhere on a holiday, a million miles from anywhere you are, oh maybe by the sea

You keep on ?? your logistic, your logistic a little, a finger at me, he's crazy, I'm alright

Chorus

Admit you're wrong, you're really wrong (ad lib) you got me confused

A Leopard never Changes her Spots (Kevin Coyne - 1979) (ELVIRA )

We're down at Piccadilly, Nigel's just jumped through a fountain... all the policemen laughed

We're up in Knightsbridge, nice nice Knightsbridge... tearing the flowers from a wall

I've just seen Simon, knock off an old man's hat... the man had to crawl

And it's fun fun funsy, fun fun fun fun funsy... nobody cares at all

Chorus: A leopard never changes her spots (x2) but when she gets the blues, the blues are hot.

I've spoken to Mumsy, she sent me a cheque in the post... be a good girl

I've chatted to Daddy, he's promised me some jewellery... six strings of pearls

God knows I'm crying, won't show Nigel... he'd only laugh

We're down in the club, twelve G & T's... I footed the bill

Chorus

So it's nicey, nicey, just tore up a letter... it was from a friend

I've got plenty ... as long as the money's to spend

Got the little house, it's in the muse with the booze... We're having fun

It's a cocaine party, do your best... keep having fun

Everybody!

A leopard never changes her spots (x2), a leopard never changes when she's blues, she's hot

When she's blues, she's hot

A Leopard never Changes its Spots (Kevin Coyne - 1979) (PEEL SESSIONS )
transcription with help from Robert Rook

I've learned the secrets of the overground

Listened to the noises, their gossip goes round

They've got your number and your name (x2)

If you fight back, you're insane but...

Chorus: A leopard never changes its spots (x2) and when he gets the blues, the blues are hot.

They're watching your doorways, please cut the grass

They'll bustle you in queues, no they won't let you pass

Telephone tapped,or is it paranoid me

But I think more people are finding everyday

They're opening their eyes and they can see that...

Chorus

So hot!

Solo - Chorus

So you're hearing every day down your way

Here they come again, all those mighty women and men

Hiding their hidings, they're hiding their hidings

Their mother was right and their father was right

They're they're they're they're always right

A leopard never changes its spots (x2) and when they tell their lies, their lies are hot, their lies are hot, lies are hot, hot hot hot hot

They snatch your card, they stamp your card, they have got your ticket, it's a sticky-wicket, their sticky little wicket

I've got their number, I've got their number and their name

Their number and their name (repeat)

A leopard never changes its spots (x2) and when they tell their lies, their lies are hot

That's it

A Little Piece of Heaven (Kevin Coyne/Brian Godding - 1980) (BURSTING BUBBLES )

There's a little piece of heaven somewhere

For me and you

Some pictures on the sideboard

Sky and sea of blue

I see us in deckchairs, you so fine

Talking to yourself and I'm talking all the time

Connections get lost dear, that's what they say

And I'm a specialist of that

And I do it in my own special way

I dream of an eternal sunrise

The grass growing over my toes

I think of all those smiling faces and I think of the moom as it gloes

But now the moon's getting darker by the hour

And the minutes they seem so long

And I'm so nostalgic that I put it in this little song

It smells of fish and chips and ice cream and things you do

When you're on your holiday

Dreams and dreams and schemes, idling the hours away

But when you hear me screaming tonight

Everything is gonna be alright

It's just all those little pictures, all those little frames

And all those names that I can't get right

There are a million rooms in my head

And everyone of them is for you

I'll keep filling them up with dust and dark but I love you

Allah Calling (Hans Pukke/Kevin Coyne - 1992) (BURNING HEAD)

Allah screaming from the towers, driving me down with bloody rain

I can't move around the streets, the police they watch me, they know my name

If I could touch you, if I could feel you

Tell you how I really feel but there's no radio or TV

Everything is all congealed

Ah where is freedom? Ah where is it now?

Ah where is freedom? Prison walls are all around

Everybody tells me 'Go home, leave this place and fly away'

But they have closed off all the borders, nothing to do and nothing to say

Just accept this new idea that freedom is a crazy thing

If I was a bird, you know I'd fly

I'd flap my golden wings (x2)

Ah where is freedom? (x5)

All My Friends (Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne - 2002) (CARNIVAL)

All my friends are far away (x2), wonder when they'll return (x2), all my friends, my friends are far away

All my friends, they ask why don't you write, all my friends ask why don't you write, they ask why don't you write, I can't shine a light at night, can't see the paper, that's why I don't write

All my friends say what causes your pain (x2), well I say I don't know, it's something inside that grows and grows, it keeps happening again and again, it keeps on happening, again and again, all my friends say smile a little while (x2), no I haven't got the time, I just don't have the time to smile a while, to smile a while, my friends, to smile a while, to smile a while, my friends, all my friends (x3)

All The Battered Babies (Kevin Coyne - 1976) (BEAUTIFUL EXTREMES 1974-1977)

All the battered babies looking for their mothers, looking for their cousins

All the battered babies searching in cinemas in their douzens

All the battered babies lining up and staring out

All the battered babies they know what loneliness is about

Chorus:

Please don't beat your children, please don't break their hearts

Please don't beat your children, all the battered babies

All the battered babies, looking for some love.

All the battered babies, you see 'em almost everywhere

All the battered babies, ripping up seats and burning down chairs

All the battered babies, searching for arms that really care

All the battered babies, running angry everywhere

Chorus

All the battered babies, wiping tears with barberd wire handkerchieves

All the battered babies, searching streets with grubby knees

All the battered babies, one room flats with plenty of fleas

All the battered babies, why don't you kiss them, kiss them please

Chorus

All The Loving (Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne - 1993) (TOUGH AND SWEET)

All the loving in the world is what I need

All the loving in the world, oh baby please

All the loving in the world is what I crave

All the loving in the world, I'm loving's slave

Paradise is never far when you're around

Paradise is on my mind, just a little sound

Paradise of your voice in the night

Paradise if you're not there, I'll cry, I'll cry

All the loving in the world is what I need

All the loving in the world, oh baby please

All the loving in the world is what I crave

All the loving in the world, I'm loving's slave

Paradise is never far when you're around

Paradise, I can hear that little sound

Paradise, your love in the night

Paradise, if you're not here, I'll cry, I'll cry

Paradise is here when you're around

Paradise, I can hear that little sound

Paradise, your love in the night

Paradise, if you're not here, I'll cry, I'll cry

I'll cry, I'll cry (repeat)

All Your Love (Kevin Coyne - 1985) (MANEGE)

All your love, all your love, all your love is just for me

All your hair floating everywhere, your hair's for me

All your kisses, hope they don't miss ?? kisses me

All your love, all I'm thinking of, all your love is just for me

I don't mind, I don't mind, run around, run around all day

I say now all your love, all your love, all your love is just for me

Oh honey, said, all your love, all I'm thinking of, all your love is just for me

I said all your hair, drifting everywhere, let every little strand drop down on me

I say now all your hair, drifting everywhere, all your hair, drift down on me

Now I don't mind, I don't mind, if you run around all day, don't mind it, I don't mind, baby come out to play

I say now all your love, all your love, all your love is just for me

oh honey, all your love, all your love, all your love is just for me

Said that all your kiss, hope no-one will miss, all your kisses just for me

I say all your hopes, I'll give you plenty of scopes now, all your hopes are just for me, allright

Now I don't mind, I don't mind, if you run around all day, if you run around all day, honey come out to play

I said now all your love, all your love, all your love is just for me (x2)

Crazy about you every night, everything's gonna be alright

Of course I'm sick, what can I say, I feel so sad since you ?? everything you do

Honey I said it's alright and I really love you every night, all your love, all your love is just for me

Oh you know that all your love, is all I'm thinking of, all your love is just for me, oh

Now I don't mind, I don't mind, if you run around all day, if you run around all day, baby come out to play

I said now all your love, it's all I'm thinking of, all your love is just for me

Almost Dying (Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne - 2002) (SUGAR CANDY TAXI)

A rhapsody in pain, you think I don't know what you're up to when you're far away by the seaside and what you're doing

The seagulls up above they squawk, they talk, tell me what you're at and they give me the news by the seaside

Chorus: I want you, I need you, I love you, I'm almost dying.

Every moment, every second, I spend away from you it leaves me feeling blue and wandering around the town, all lost and lonely, oh I'm lost and lonely

Chorus

I got a message from the bees, the lines are humming from the trees, the little mice they squeak and play, they tell me the bad news everyday

I'm looking for a paradise where the ones I love they don't tell lies but I can't find, can't find that precious place, precious place

Chorus

I want you

Almost Invisible (Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne - 2002) (CARNIVAL)

I'm a regular kind of guy, I think you've seen me around

I suppose you've noticed me as I passed your window, I suppose you heard my voice that time I called

l suppose you laughed when I made a joke at the supermarket,

I suppose you noticed me as I helped you with your bags, the oranges, the apples

I suppose everything goes right for you in your world,

I suppose, I know, I'm sure you're a regular kind of girl

If it' s true that you've noticed, then let me know, if it's true that you've noticed me, then please God, let me know

If it' s true that you're interested, then drop me a line, if it's true that you noticed me, then indicate, gesticulate, help me

I'm just a regular kind of guy

I'm the sort you'll meet almost every day, down by the railway station, up by the market, just passing your way

I'm the sort you might meet at the back of the church, in your pew

I'm the sort that 'll help you when you stumble and fall at the bus queue

That's me, I'm afraid, it's nothing special (x2), that's me, I'm afraid, but I'm nothing special, I hope you realise how ordinary I am

That's me, I'm nothing special, oh honey, that's me, you know I'm nothing special

Nothing at all, I'm almost invisible (x2). If I shake my head, I might disappear (x2), if I move a leg, you won't see me again, I'll vanish into the air

I'm almost invisible (x4), I'm invisible, a regular kind of guy

A Loving Hand (Kevin Coyne - 1980) (SANITY STOMP)

We are not puppets, we are not toys, we are not jewels in your crown, good girls and boys

Oh brothers and sisters, can't you see? All we need is a loving hand, a hand that's free

We are not mud, we are not wood, you can not control our souls, you know you should but

Oh brothers and sisters, can't you see? Times have changed and we need a hand that's free

We're not in a circle, we don't belong to your lies, we're looking into the future, luscious changing times

Oh brothers and sisters, can't you see? All we need is a loving hand, a hand that's free

Show us your heart, it sounds so strong, we can work together, life and love all night long

Oh brothers and sisters, can't you see? Nights and days in use are really free

Free from pain, free from your game, free from your rains, free from your strains, free from your paint, your powder and paint

America (Kevin Coyne - 1976) (HEARTBURN)

The little boats in Millwall Docks are bobbing on the sea

The sailors that are all aboard are pointing to Liberty

The Pearly Queens from Tooting Bec are racing across the grass

They're heading for the coastline cause they all have got their pass

And the miners up from Durham are running through the West End

Old England is on the blink, Old England's round the bend

Chorus: We're going to America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty

Oh America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty.

Well the gangster man holds out his hand and says, "Hello son"

Gives me his bloddied legs, says I'm the chosen one

And the President in the White House salutes me as I pass

He says I'm a favoured citizen as he sits with tea on the grass

And my mother and my brother and my sister too are joining me in the fun

My father's at the head of us all and he is carrying a gun

Oh America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty

I said America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty

I said America, the land of disease

Oh America

I said America, the land of deep freeze

America

I said America, the land of the free

Oh America, the land of the free

Statue of Liberty, oh

American Girls (Hans Pukke/Kevin Coyne - 1991) (WILD TIGER LOVE)

Moving, grooving, moving, grooving on some American road, I've got a pink Caditlac and I'm sitting in the back, no particular place to go, there's the big purple mountains and the big purple sky and the desert all around, I can feel the heat, feel the heat, I've got that American sound

Chorus: Is it Loretta, way out in New York? Is it Sybilla? She could talk that talk, is it young Wendy in California? Is it Loretta? She could cause a stir.

Everybody's talking to me and I can't understand a thing, I feel like an angel battered from London with battered London wings, I've got to call my baby on the telephone, tell her I'm doing well, I'm not drinking too much, smoking too much and I know my breath don't smell

Chorus

So now a restaurant with my hamburger, burger and beans, I'm looking round at the mini skirts and at all the queens of the teens, I can hear the rock'n'roll on the jukebox playing Elvis Presley, Saturday night, it feels so good living here, it feels just cool and right

Chorus

Everbody knows that I'm here and they're sending me letters everyday and I just don't know a word to write, can't think of a word to say cause I'm happy here, my ancestoral home is with this big blue sky, I feel the country's big and I want to groove, it's a million miles wide

Chorus

Amsterdam (Kevin Coyne - 1978) (DYNAMITE DAZE)

Painted faces everywhere, I do not see a one

Deas dogs are lying upside down, moulding in the sun

I'm looking for a friendly face, something to remind me of home

But the girl with the lipstick and the flashing eyes she doesn't give me none

Chorus: Down in the Vondel Park, kids are gonna jump and shout

Down in the Melkweg, the heat is on

It's smoking and knocking them out, that's Amsterdam, Amsterdam.

Somebody give me a ticket, I want to fly back home

I want to see my best friend cause I know she's all alone

She's the sweet and lightness I've been looking for

Honey, honey, where are you? Just can't take no more

Chorus

Down in the Vondel Park, kids are gonna jump and shout

Down in the Melkweg, it is hot

It's smoking and knocking them out, that's Amsterdam

Well I'm looking, looking for somewhere, a hole to hide

I'm riding on the cobble stones but I haven't got a plane to ride

Maybe tomorrow, maybe the next day they'll let me go away

Oh baby, there's so many many times and I hate to feel this way

Chorus

Amsterdam, well that's Amsterdam, Amsterdam, Amsterdam, Amsterdam

And I Wonder (Kevin Coyne/NickCudworth - 1969) (SIREN)

You used to love me and you used to breathe my name

Now you don't love me and I think the sun's to blame

You found a rich man and he's got an fancy yacht

Chorus: And I wonder, yes I wonder, I wonder do you need me?

I know I'm a poor man but I should be given a chance

I used to hold you close down at the Palais de Dance

Now I'm crying and you don't even care

Chorus

I'm a loving wreck and I'm waiting waiting time

Just to wait for a letter, waiting for a line

I'm struck here baby down by the Serpentine

Chorus

London's a dreary place when there ain't no place to go

People just seat around and they don't talk to me no more

I'm lonely, ragged, sad and blue

Chorus

Angel (Kevin Coyne/Robert Coyne - 2002) (ONE DAY IN CHICAGO)

I said Angel, when did they let you go?

When did they let you go come down from Heaven

I wanna know now Angel, when did they let you go?

When did they let you go come down to me

Angel, I saw you at that party of a friend

And you were a delight to me

Oh Angel, I went crazy in the head and Iwent so dizzy I saw my life in front of me

And it was you and me

And you… hey what can I say? You’ve got everything a poor boy needs. Everything

Oh Angel, hey baby I feel fine, knowing you’re divine and waiting for me, waiting tonight

Is it really uou up there? It is! Hey! Standing in the light, ?? waiting for me.

Oh Angel, tralala tralali I feel like singing for all eternity

Oh you know Angel, oh tralala tralali I feel like singing yes for all eternity

Don’t you know Angel, when did they let you go down from Heaven?

When did you come down? I think you came down only last week or maybe the week before

Anyway, you’re here and you’re here to stay and I love you every every way, you’re my version of Paradise on Earth, I’m so glad you’re here

I’m so glad you’re here (ad lieb)

Can you hear my heart beating out there? I’m sure you can. Anyway, the night’s not so far way and I’ll be there. Angel, when did you come down? Did you come down from Heaven? Tell me when ? Was it yesterday or the week before or whenever it was but you here. And I love you. Yes I love you. I love you Angel

Another Man Gone Down (Kevin Coyne - 1974) (JOHN PEEL AND BOB HARRIS RADIO SHOWS)

They tied him up to walls

Gave him little cards to sign

They said "Nothing here is yours

Everything is here and it's all mine"

What a shame (x3)

What a shame for you son, Mrs Brown

You know that's him lying down there

Another man gone down, gone down, gone down, gone down

They denied him all the facilities

They made all the changes in his name

Reduced his mind to ashes

But then again they're all to blame

And now that's you son, and now that's you son down there, Mrs Brown

Yes he's lying, lying on the floor

Oh another man gone down, gone down, gone down, gone down

Filled his head with cushions in living rooms

They told him to make his all life into a great big tomb

And that's still your son, and that's still your son, still your son, Mrs Brown, Mrs Brown

He's dead and gone

Another one going down

Anybody Know Me (Kevin Coyne - 1969-70) (LET'S DO IT)

Anybody know about me, it's alright, it's alright (x2)

They can take away my plate

They can take away my appetite

If I had somebody to kiss, maybe I wouldn't feel so sad and all alone (x2)

I'd give myself a new start

I'd find myself a happy home

But you just walk on by

Like you never ever seen a man before

You just walk on by, you just walk on by

Like you never ever seen a man before

Last time I came round to you baby

You threw away the key and locked the door

But in the least, in the least, in the least little thing

You treat me like a dog

In the least little thing, you treat me like a dog

You put water on my cornflakes

You ??

OK it's caviar for tea baby, but who wants a template on their plate? (x2)

If I was a lord in a manor, I'd stuck your golden gate

So does anybody know me, does anybody even care? (x2)

Maybe I told you all lies today

But anyway you'll go away to your special little place

Any Day, Any Way (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1993) (MANSION OF DREAMS)

I'm in Heaven and everybody's there

Dancing, jumping, jumping around, dancing right on the air

Ooh ooh ooh everybody's having fun (x2)

There's a party up there, they're dancing on air

You can see them scream and swear

You can see them every night

They're gonna put out the light

Ooh ooh ooh having fun, (x3)

Having a party up there

Ooh ooh ooh having fun, (x3)

Having a party up there

Ooh ooh ooh having fun, (x3)

Having a party up there

Everybody's dancing, singing out loud

Everybody's dancing, dancing crowd

Everybody's singing, everytime

Everybody's having fun

Ooh ooh ooh having fun, (x3)

Having fun up there

Ooh ooh ooh having fun, (x3)

Having fun up there (x4)

Ooh ooh, having fun (repeat)

Anyday-Anyway (Encore) (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) OPERA FOR SYD

Here we go once again, a little ?? with nothing my friend, we're going to dance, we're going to sing, we're going to go like birds on wing, some of us will go up, some of us will go down, some of us will go up, some of us will go down, what will you do David? You'll go up. Alright!

You go down (repeat)

Last night, I let my bones grow loose

I went up and down like a crazy moose

I said "You go down", you said "No, I'll go down", you said "You go down", I said "No, I'll go down", you said "You go down", you said "I'll go down", I said "You go down", you said "I'll go down"

Last night, I had a beautiful dream

Oh do you know last night, last night, I had a beautiful dream

I was, I was moving on up

I was flying higher higher higher than I ever done before

Oh last night I had a beautiful dream

Yes last night, I had a beautiful dream

I was going up into the blue

I was hand in hand with you

I was going up into the blue

I was hand in hand with you

Going up (repeat)

Araby (Kevin Coyne - 1972) (CASE HISTORY)

I want to take a trip to Araby (x2)

I want to see the sun descend on a maiden's knees

I want to ride in a great bronze butterfly (x2)

I want to see the sun descend in a great big blue Arabian sky

I want to go where white men never go (x2)

I want to see those natives dancing their ho-di-ho, dancing their

Oh dance all night

I want to take my trip to Araby (x2)

You know it's A-ra-ra-ra, A-ra-ra-ra, A-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-by

Are we Dreaming? (Kevin Coyne/Paul Wickens - 1978) (DYNAMITE DAZE)

See the photographs strewn around me

Looks through the windows, they need cleaning

See the lady by the bower

Sits there for hours

She is dreaming (x3)

See the tram cars, see the steeple

See the crumbling aged people

Walk in side ways through the bushes

It's a nice place

If you're dreaming (x2)

Are you dreaming?

Heat the bells go, they're always ringing

Take no notice, just start singing

A passing melody, a little nightmare

It was nothing

I was dreaming (x2), truly dreaming

I don't mind what you say, you can say it anyway

You can keep on talking for hours and hours

Keep on talking, it takes the time away, takes it all away

Remove the sadness, keep on running

Though you're old, can't do no running

There's a rythm stuck inside you

You can't loose it though you're dreaming

You're always dreaming, though you're dreaming

Alleluia, we're all rising

Running through the fields

It's not surprising

See the lime lights, feel the sunlight

We'll live forever

Though we're dreaming

Are we dreaming (x5)

Are you Deceiving me? (Kevin Coyne - 1979) (BABBLE)

Are you deceiving me?

That's not what I see

Are my eyes just like a child's

Am I just the product of a mind

A head gone wild

Are you deceiving me?

I know that you will see

The face, the grace of the eyes I never saw

My heart cries out

What is more, this room is dead

It's almost gone, I don't like the bed

The bedhead is wrong

Are you deceiving me?

When you say that I'm alright

You shout through holes in the lino night after night

Don't undress in front of the mirror

I've seen it all before

And I've still got my Social Security, I'm not really poor

Are you deceiving me? (x2)

I'm not deceiving anyone (x2)

Are you deceiving me?

I can recall my family tree

The heart and soul of any man

Is it anyone really understands

Are you deceiving me?

As I Recall (Kevin Coyne/Brian Godding- 1981) (POINTING THE FINGER)

I was talking to your father

He never said a word

I was talking to your mother

Squat and absurd

I was talking to your cousin

He never spoke to me

I was talking to your sister

She was married and unfree

I was talking to the priest

He told me what to do

I kept on talking

But he never told the truth

I was talking to the world

But they all laughed at me

I was talking to you

Why don't you talk to me?

Chorus: You never talk to me

You never try to see

As I recall, as I recall.

You got me walking on water

Pretending I'm God

You got me flying

A lazy little sod

You got me creeping

Doing everything I can

To prove to you

That I really am a man

Chorus

You can see my flesh wound

See my little scar

You can see me crashing

In some unknown car

You can see me dying

On some lonely road

You can see me feeling my way

But nowhere to go

Chorus

I've got a good memory

As I recall, such a good memory (repeat)

I never forget a thing, as I recall, I never forget a thing you know you had me as I recall, as I recall

Remember me, I was your friend, I was your friend, I was your friend

Asylum (Kevin Coyne/Nick Cudworth - 1969) (SIREN)

Can you hear me? I'm talking to you

Can you hear me? I'm breathing to you

I live in a yellow room with yellow walls, yellow house with yellow doors

Can you hear me? I'm talking to you

Can you see me? Can you see my eyes?

Do you notice me when you're riding by?

I live in a great big park where it's always dark

With the fences high and the birds are dying

Can you hope to see?

Can you hope to feel?

Can you hope to touch?

Do you know I'm real?

Live in a yellow room, yellow house, yellow doors, yellow everything you see

Can you hear me? (x3)

Am I just waisting time?

I've told you all I know

I've given you all the views

There's no more to show

I'm waiting here

I'm captured here

And the gates are closed

I can't stand no more

I live in a yellow room, yellow house with yellow doors, yellow everything

And the trees are talking (x2)

And the bushes they got fleas (x2)

Avant-Garde Section (the) (Kevin Coyne - 1996) (HALF MOON, PUTNEY, UK, FEB 19 1990)

I become a house-husband, washing, cleaning, reduced simply to somebody I never really wanted to be

I look from the windows with steamy eyes but I'm clean in my own way, polishing, polishing, polishing, polishing, cleaning, cleaning everyday

But I was reflecting only on Wenesday while sitting on the settee that I'd become rather like my father, subjected, under the thumb, useless, frenetic in the head but hardly able to walk to the bathroom door

And I blame it on someone, somewhere long ago, I made a little song about her (Marjory Razorblade)

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