KEVIN
COYNE LYRICS - B
Baby Billy (Kevin Coyne - Andreas Blüml) (UNDERGROUND)
I see your little face, watch your little smile.
Oh it lights up the room, you’re a little wild.
Kickin’ and pullin’
at the world that you see,
and let’s, let’s face it, you look a little like me.
Memory plays tricks and lets me down.
Don’t want it dark and gloomy when you’re around
Bring in the sunlight.
Takes the shadows from my face.
If I’m sad tonight, it’s just memory.
I’m thinkin’ positively about you and I, I hope you realise
When you get old enough you’ll see the love in my eyes.
Memory plays tricks and it gets me down.
I don’t want gloom and doom to come on round.
Go away.
This is happy occasion, all of us in this room
Every generation represented, represented here.
Oh the laughter when you tumble and you roll on the floor.
I’m full of emotion, I could cry, I can’t take much more.
Memory plays tricks and it gets me down.
Banish all the gloom and the doom. I don’t want it around.
Go away.
A little star, I know.
That's what you'll be.
When you get much older
I hope you’ll remember my memory.
Because when you're way up there, now don’t look down
Just remember the man with the grey hair who sometimes cast a frown
Memory plays tricks and it makes me sad.
Go away old memories, can’t all be bad.
Little boy, little boy, little boy, this is for you.
Oh! little boy, little boy, you know this is for you.
Little boy, oh! Little boy, this song is for you
Oh! Little boy, little boy, this song is for you.
It’s for you, just for you
Nobody else, just for you.
It’s for nobody else,
But you.
Baby
Blue (Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne
- 1993) (TOUGH
AND SWEET)
Oh
Baby Baby Baby Blue, all the neighbours watching you, watching everything
you do, your hat and your shoes
Oh Baby
Baby Baby Blue, with your brand new BMW, all the style in the world, you're
such an unhappy girl
Chorus:
They say Claudette is your name, your cowboy husband is to blame, he's always
running around with every girl in town.
Oh Baby
Baby Baby Blue, all the neighbours watching you, criticising everything you
do, your hat and your shoes
Oh Baby
Baby Baby Blue, with your brand new BMW, all the style in the world, you're
such an unhappy girl
Chorus
- Solo - Chorus
Oh Baby
Baby Baby Blue, I feel sorry for you, maybe you must fly away, down to that
lonesome highway
Oh Baby
Baby Baby Blue, pick up your hat and your shoes, there's nothing else you
can do, got to run, Baby Baby Blue
Baby
Blue (ad lib)
Back
Home Boogie
(Hans Pukke/Kevin Coyne - 1987) (STUMBLING
ONTO PARADISE)
Reeperbahn
on Saturday night, some blonde guy wants to start a fight
Standing
in the pourring rain, will I ever see England again?
Chorus:Got
to find a way, got to find a way back home (x2).
Nurenberg,
Tuesday afternoon, sitting in a cafe, a cafe of doom
Nobody
here wants to talk to me, must be I got a disease
Chorus
Lufthansa,
care for me, give me a ticket for free (x2)
Chorus
Munich,
Wenesday afternoon, railway station, sitting in a little room
Somebody's
talking to me, leave me alone and let me be cause
Chorus
(x2)
Back
to Church (Kevin Coyne/Dave Clague/Nick Cudworth - 1970) (THE
CLUB RONDO)
I've seen the robes and I've seen the candles too
I've seen the paper, seen the ? and I've seen you
You're standing on the church yard
Your face all white with love
You think you have the key to mankind suffering
But don't you think I've suffered enough
You think you know how to go
You think you can have a world without any fun
But here I come and I don't believe like you
And a man in the sky wih a beard
Her you come again, you've got a big cross
It's a plastic and brown and wide
You have a device that you pull over your bedhead
It makes it wink in the night
And the saviour's on you bed spread
Ballad
for Kevin (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1993) (MANSION
OF DREAMS)
You
look for Paradise
You
look for sea of perfect blue
And heaven
in her eye
The mind
wanderer has wandered from the shore
Can't
find a puzzle, can't find it no more
He looks
in your eyes and guess what he finds
The doors
are open (x2)
He keeps
on searching, this could be the time
Keeps
on searching for perfect peace of mind
The doors
are open (x2)
I was
wondering which way to go
Has anybody
listened to this crazy song?
I've
been singing it all my life song
It goes
round and round, no-one knows what's in my head
Sometimes
it looks as if I should be dead
Doors
are closed (x3)
And it's
dark in here
The doors
are closed and it's dark in here
Does
anybody listen? You can see me spinning round
Little
fat man on a high tide and he's singing down
Looking
for an opening but the doors are closed (x2)
Doors
are closed, I've locked them myself
Yes the
doors are closed, I've locked them myself
Nobody
to blame but myself (x2)
The doors
are closed (repeat)
And there's
nobody to blame but myself, I put myself upon this big high shelf, I put myself
right up there on top of the rock, looking down at the sand and the boiling
sea and all the energy was dying inside and the doors were closed, I closed
the doors, I closed the doors myself
Banzai
(Kevin Coyne/Steve Bull - 1982) (PØLITICZ)
Hanging
out your washing
On the
Siegfreid line
Looking
for a future
A life
divine
I don't
know
How you
really feel
When
they ask you to give up your freedom
Working
in the factory (x8)
Working
everyday
The company
looks after you
Give
you a house and a view
After
several years, you may be allowed to drink
You may
be allowed to think, who knows?
But you're
working, yes you're working, yes you're working, yes you're working, yes you're
working
Waiting
for the call (x2)
Banzai
(x2)
Time
to die
Banzai
(x2) oh banzai
Diving
on the long ships
Like
our fathers did
Emperor's
bidding
We must
do his bid
We're
waiting for a leader that's strong
Someone
who can help us live our lives, live our lives
Someone
to help us live our lives
Banzai
(x3)
Prepare
to die
Banzai
Working
in the factory (repeat to fade)
Bavaria
(Kevin Coyne/Nick Cudworth/Dave Clague - 1970) (THE
CLUB RONDO)
Bavaria!
Bavaria!
Land of the Free
Land of the Free
Land of the beer
And Land of the knee bob
Bav--oh, I can't go on with this, it's ridiculous. Anyway,
this is how they did it, no, this is genuine, they did go on like this in
Hitler Youth and in fact I'm warning you against it.
Bavaria. Think of it. Bavaria
You sure you don't know that Francisky...Francisco, that
Bennett sings it. I don't know his first name, I think it's Don, Don Bennett.
Anyway, I'll, I'm going home now, so if you remember that tune by Bennett,
ah, drop 'round our house, my mother'll let you in, she's got her key, and,
ah...come in, you can use me...no, anyway...I'm interested in people who know
it, there's not many people who know that tune, Francisco. It's by Bennett,
anyway. Goodnight! Goodnight
Beautiful
City (Hans Pukke/Kevin Coyne - 1992) (BURNING
HEAD)
This
beautiful city I've built in my head
Sky above
is blue, there's doves flying round
Corn
on the ground, but it's a paradise for two
This
beautiful city I've built in my head
Is lonely
right now cause you ran away not so long ago
And there's
no purpose left somehow
All those
mountains I climbed just for you
Trying to
get close
All those
mountains I climbed just for you
Honey, you're
the most
All those
mountains I climbed just for you
Just to get
close
All of these
mountains I climbed just for you
Don't mean
a thing now
This
beautiful city I've built in my head
It's
got the clouds around, everything's dark
I can't
see since you're not around
All
those mountains I've climbed for you
Just to get
close
All those
mountains I've climbed just for you
They don't
mean a thing now, no, no
All those
mountains I've climbed just for you
Just to get
close
All those
mountains I've climbed just for you
Honey, you're
the most
All those
mountains I've climbed just for you
Just to get
close
All those
mountains I've climbed just for you
They don't
mean a thing
This beautiful
city I've built in my head
Walls are
tumbling right down, clouds up above
There's no
real love, nothing when you're not around
All those
mountains I've climbed just for you
Just to get
close
All those
mountains I've climbed just for you
Oh you're
the most
All those
mountains I've climbed just for you
Just to get
close
All those
mountains I've climbed just for you
They don't
mean a thing
Bennett
and Packet (Kevin Coyne/Nick Cudworth/Dave Clague - 1970) (THE
CLUB RONDO)
Does anybody know... "I Left My Heart in San Francisco"?
Anybody know it? No? He does it, you know...Bennett. He's with that trumpet
player, he's with that trumpet player Bobby Packet. Bennett and Packet, quite
a combination. Does anybody know any marches, then? He were good, Souza...Souza,
what was his name, Souza, John Phillip Souza, the march king. Aye, that's
it, that's a march...now, this is what... now I was talking earlier about
Hitler. Now he was a big one for marches, wasn't he? In fact he got all the
people mesmerized...with his marching tunes. Here's one of them:
Hitler Youth!
Rise up!
No more pettifogging or libelous behaviour!
Hitler Youth!
Rise up!
No more scandalous artistic fantasies or ludicrous pressures
from unknown sources!
Hitler Youth you'd better rise up!
No more bourgeoisie pretenses or nonsense about factotums
or flippancy!
In fact, Hitler Youth, rise up!
And march for the Fatherland through all the Slavic territories
and other places wherein persons live of dubious character!
In fact, we will march!
Best
Friend (Kevin Coyne - 1990) (ROMANCE
ROMANCE )
Sitting
in a corner with her silly fat friends
Waiting
for the doom, we're waiting for the end
My
wife is in the kitchen, sitting in the dark
I'm
out in the big world surrounded by sharks
Chorus:
I need a best friend, she'll never let me down (x2)
I
need a best friend, she'll never she'll never she'll never she'll never she'll
never let me down.
No
she won't never, never
Somewhere
in the distance a little voice calls
I'm
down in the West End, my back against the wall
In
some smoky club I just have ??
I
might be made to crumble, I might be made to fall
Chorus
(x2)
Standing
alone, I haven't got a girl friend
Maybe
this is the last time, this is the end
The
door will be closed and I'll be locked out
She
won't even hear me when I wail and shout
Chorus
Looking for
my keys, they don't work, the door's locked, my best friend's let
me down
My
best friend's let me down
Where's
my best friend? (x3)
Better
than You (Kevin Coyne - 1979) (ARCHIVES
)
When
I saw your barbed wire smile in 1959, wasn't it a wonderful sight?
You were
smiling in a dress of taffeta and your arms they were speckled and they were
white
I was
a schoolboy undressed and ready to pose, you remarked about the spot on my
nose
But now
I saw you in the Abbey National just two years ago and I can tell you I'm
doing much much better than you
I'm doing
much much better than you (x2)
You called
me big head and you pulled my hair, you thought your Polish descent it made
you tough
You said
you think you're a giant in your class, your're just a dwarf and you're really
not so rough
I'm doing
better than you I'm doing better than you (x2)
Keep
on writing out those cards, keep writing out those cards, ?? this is for you
Bewitched
(Kevin Coyne - 1974) (JOHN PEEL AND BOB HARRIS)
Baby
I'm bewitched ?? (x2)
You left
my home and you took my children
Honey
oh I'm dying, I'm flying (x2)
I had
my share of trouble, had my share of crying
Well
you may not know, I'm living in a tent
You left
a lot of bills, you didn't pay the rent
I said
baby I'm bewitched ?? really (x2)
You left
my home and you took my children
Well
you may not know, I'm living in a tent
You left
a lot of bills, you didn't pay the rent
I said
baby I'm bewitched ??
You left
my home, you took away my children
Bewitched
?? (x4)
Come
on home
Be
your Sugar Daddy (Kevin Coyne/Brendan Croker - 2002) (LIFE
IS ALMOST WONDERFUL)
I'll
be you sugar daddy if you let me keep my cat (x2)
It's
got a little pinky nose, wears a sweet yellow bow
I'll
be you sugar daddy if you let me keep my cat
Be you
sugar daddy if you let me keep my clothes (x2)
Some
of them are very old, got buttons missing too
I'll
be you sugar daddy if you let me keep my clothes
I'll
be you sugar daddy if you let me keep my cat
Be you
sugar daddy if you let me keep my cat
It's
got a little pinky nose, wears a sweet yellow bow
I'll
be you sugar daddy if you let me keep my cat
Big
Fat Bird (Kevin Coyne - 2004) (DONUT
CITY )
Somebody
up there just might like me
A big
fat bird sitting on a ledge, his head a ball of fire (2x)
Down
below the flames they curl, they twist and turn and burn (2x)
(repeat
everything several times)
Big
Money Man (Kevin
Coyne - 1984) (LEGLESS
IN MANILLA)
Got
me crawling cross bedrooms
Got me
crawling cross floors
Got me
screaming at windows
Tapping
on strange people's doors
Got me
lying to myself
Telling
lies all the time
You tell
me you don't love me
But I
don't really mind
Chorus:
Big money man, where do I stand, where do I stand with you? Nowhere, nowhere
Big money
man, where do I stand, where do I stand with you?
I said
now boo hoo hoo I'm crying
I'm crying
all the time
You sold
me down the river
You sold
me down the line
You got
me creeping across corners
Knocking
on strange people's doors
I'm paying
for you carpets
I'm paying
for your floor
Chorus
Oh I
know I'm screaming and I'm doing it all the time
But give
me some kind of holiday
Maybe
by 'the Serpentlne'
Where
I can sleep away my hours
Forget
about people like you
You may
have all the money
But what
are you going to do?
Chorus
(ad lib)
Big
Pistol Momma (Kevin Coyne/Nick Cudworth - 1971?) (RABBITS)
Alright,
oh let it go, alright, alright, alright
I met
her out in the city
I thought
it was such a pity
She didn't
even try
Didn't
even turn her eyes
Left
me crying, lying on a garbage can
I met
her out in the country
I thought
it was rather funny
She just
passed me by
Didn't
even turn her eyes
Left
me bleeding, feeding on a garbage can
Chorus:
Big Pistol Momma come home (x4)
Big Pistol
Momma, you've got all the guns I need.
Oh that
pistol shines Momma, so bright Momma, like a loin Momma, alright
I met
her up in the sky
She was
learning to fly
She said:
"How do I do this thing?"
I said:
"You have to have wings Momma
Don't
leave me ?? floating on a garbage can"
Chorus
Big
White Bird (Kevin Coyne - 1976) (HEARTBURN)
We
are all on a boat
And the
boat it floats
Across
our dreams that we're learning
Though
we fought and we sought
But we
never truly thought
Of all
our dreams that have been burning
We sleep
then we wake
I look
at you, you turn away
With
a face so black and full of yearning
So don't
you trap my golden wings
Cause
my wings are golden things
Made
to fly, made to cry
And made
to die for you
You've
got to live, live your life
Don't
take out pistols and knives
Just
live, live your life
And you'll
be learning
You've
got to live, live your life
Don't
take out pistols and knives
Just
live, live your life
And you'll
be learning, learning, learning, learning, learning
Bimbo
(Kevin Coyne - 1979) (ARCHIVES
)
I
read in the papers there were robbers, they raped and pillaged all day, they
never ever worked, and they stole people's money away
I heard
they blamed you, they said it was your fault, you didn't get enough lemon
juice and you didn't eat enough salt
Chorus:
Poor, poor Bimbo.
Spoke
to my mother on the telephone, she said it was the same where she lived, they
woudn't work on the roads, and they wouldn 't stoop their backs to dig
They
were far too strong now and they should all be sent away
Chorus
So I
pass you in the street now, I do it regularly everyday and my stares at you
won't make your stares go away
I'm a
little ignorant, you must touch my hand, and those of my parents, who can
never understand
Rely
on the children, I hope they understand. Rely on the children. God knows they've
got to understand
Bird
Brain (Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne - 2002) (SUGAR
CANDY TAXI)
Hey
little bird brain, driving me insane, give me a little kiss, you naughty little
miss
Hey little
bird brain, I've had enough, I've had enough of your funky stuff
Hey little
bird brain, you're putting me down, I'm jaded and I'm tired and I've lost
my crown
Hey little
bird brain, chasing you around, they're laughing at me all over town, all
over town
Laughing
at me all over town (x4) I'm about to explode (x3)
Everybody
knows you're breaking my heart
Hey little
bird brain, I've had enough of all your tricks, all that dirty stuff
Hey little
bird brain, now leave me alone, I'm better in my little house, living on my
own
Hey little
bird brain, you're wearing me out, I'm exploding, you've got me everywhere,
upside down, inside out, everywhere, upside, inside, out , got me
Oh leave
me alone (x4)
I'm better
off on my own, leave me alone (ad lib)
Black
Cloud (Kevin
Coyne - 1984) (LEGLESS
IN MANILLA)
Black
cloud's hanging over my head, raining all night long (x2)
Chorus:
One day there's going to be sunshine, glory all around
One day
there's going to be sunshine and I'll be heaven bound, I'll be heaven bound.
Black
cloud it keeps on following me across the rain and snow
Black
cloud it keeps on following me everywhere I go
Chorus
Go away
now black cloud, stop following me
I don't
want you near us, my friend and me
Chorus
Black
cloud's hanging over my head, raining all night long (x2)
Raining
all night long
Go away
now black cloud, stop following my friend and me
Go away
now black cloud, I don't want you, can't you see that
Chorus
Maybe
heaven bound, I hope we're heaven bound, black clouds all around
Black
Minnie (Kevin Coyne - 1969-70) (LET'S
DO IT)
Black
Minnie (x2)
Please
don't wreck my life
Once
was my school friend and then my wife
Black
Minnie (x2)
Please
don't break my ??
You
are mine and you don"t turn me into your fool
You
got legs so big
Oh
they reach so high
Black
towers ducking at the top of the sky
You
treat me so mean
I
wonder why you do
I've
seen a lot of men they got their eyes on you
So
Black Minnie
Oh
Black Minnie
Please
don't break my ??
I'm
you lover boy, I'm not your fool
I
love you baby oh yes I do
But
all those sneakers around tell me you're not true
You
keep on running all around the town
Don't
do me no favours cause you're black and brown
Black
Minnie (x2)
Waiting
outside your door
I'm
gonna slap you down, knock you down to the floor
I'm
gonna get a steal knife
Cleave
your head in two
Blood
will spew out, spew all over you
Black
Minnie (x2)
You'd
better behave
I
want you to be my school friend, my boyfriend and my slave
Oh
yeah
Blame,
Blame, Blame (Kevin Coyne/Werner Steinhauser - 2004) (DONUT
CITY )
Blame
blame blame I always get the blame (4x)
Why are
you smiling when you know I'm down
Why are
you smiling when you know I'm very down
Why are
you smiling when you know I'm down
Why are
you smiling when you know I'm very down
Blame
blame blame I always get the blame (4x)
Why do
you lock me out when you know it rains (4x)
Blame
blame blame I always get the blame (4x)
Why do
you tell all those lies about me (4x)
Why do
you always tell those terrible lies about me
Blame
blame blame I always get the blame (4x)
One of
these days I'm going to change everything going to take away your wedding
ring I'm going to make you cry, gonna make you sing I'm going to treat you
bad gonna make you mad and sad going to throw you in the river with all the
fishes watch them eat you up and take you down I'm gonna watch you drown in
that slime drown in that slime
Blame
blame blame I always get the blame (four times)
Why don't
you listen, listen when I cry why don't you listen to me
Blame
It On The Night (Kevin Coyne - 1974) (BLAME
IT ON THE NIGHT)
At
night I see a great big tree
An
icy waterfall on me
Oh
I blame it on the night
Yes
I blame it on the night
Well
I blame it on the night
The
Virgin Mary by my bed
Eyes
full of tears, patting my head
Oh
I blame it on the night
Yes
I blame it on the night
Oh
I blame it on the night
A
laughing face at every pane
The
sight, the sight of a bloody rain
Oh I blame it on the night (x3)
Those
yellow gates - the big white walls
Look
at the snow - just how it falls
Oh
I blame it on the night
Oh
I just blame it on the night
Oh
I blame it on the night
Blame
it on the night oh oh
Blame
it on the night
The
night is not right
Why
don't you blame it on the night?
So
if you think you thought you knew
Look
at me - I don't know what to do
I
only blame it on the night (x3)
So
I think I'm rich and I think I'm poor
I
see that crystal emerald door
And
I blame it on the night
It's
just a dream
Yes
I blame it on the night
Oh
I blame it on the night
Fetch
me something that is real
A big teddy bear that I can feel
Oh
I blame it on the night
Where's
my mummy? I blame it on the night
We
all blame it on the night
We
all blame the night
We
all blame the night
The
night is right, there is no light
You can blame it - blame it on the night
Blame
it on the night
Blast
of Glory (Friedl Pohrer/Kevin Coyne - 1995) (CRAZY FRANK)
I've
had the warning from my tiger brain
This
boy's mad, he's insane
I've
had the warning but I don't care
I've
had a warning, going to smash this chair
I've
had a warning in my living room
I'll
break the windows, smash this living room
I've
had the warning from suburbia, I've had the warning, dont listen, don't care
I'm going
out on a blast of glory (x2)
I'm going
out, I'm going to scream at them all
I've
had a warning from the doctor over there, I've had a warning, it says please
take care
I've
had a warning but I am deaf, I've had a warning, all I do is laugh
I'm going
out on a blast of glory (x2)
I'm going
out, I'm leaving this a crazy life
Born
crazy? Maybe that's the truth?
I'm going
out on a blast of glory (x3), the whole world will know my story
Blood
In The Night (Kevin Coyne-Steve Lamp-Martin Normington-Dave Sheen
- 1979) (ARCHIVES
)
You
give me an artifical smile, which means you won't be smiling in a while
You 've
drunk too much, you don 't know wrong from right, it means there's going to
be blood in the night
You're
cursing every dream you ever owned, and if I say yes then you're bound to
say no, I'm so afraid that I've turned out the light, I can smell blood in
the night
Oh you
're screaming down my telephone for the third day running your're all alone,
what you have is you're particular blight, it's all to do with bleeding in
the night, oh bleed
Well
you know I was supposed to be your very good friend, but then there comes
a point when I reach a bend, I turn right back and and the message I send
is
No more
blood in the night (x2), please get it right (x2)
Now you
were my friend, what happened to my friend? (x2)
No more
blood in the night (x2), stop bleeding (repeat)
Blow
Us All Up (Kevin Coyne/Michael Lipton - 2004) (DONUT
CITY )
The
man on the T.V. got a hole in his soul doesn't like to jump and jive never
understood rock and roll he wants to hit and hurt everybody he wants to blow
us ail up bang!
The man
on the T.V. never went to a real school his mother had all the money so he
could sit around and play the fool he just wants to hit and hurt everybody
he wants to blow us ail up bang!
The man
on the T.V. he's the biggest in the land won't even look in my direction won't
even shake my hand I'm a rebel and he doesn't like rebels he wants to blow
me up bang! (5x)
The man
on the T.V. he's smiling right now turning to his wife who is pretty and looks
like a cow looks like a stranger from outer space looks very strange to me
in fact the whole situation doesn't make sense at all
Blues
is Killing me (Kevin Coyne - 1969-71?) (THE
SIREN YEARS)
Has
anybody seen my baby?
I wanna
know cause since she ain't here
I gotta
go
Find
myself another baby
No matter
where she may be
Chorus:
Cause I've got the blues, I've got the blues, blues is killing me.
If she
passes through your town
Give
her some clothes
Take
her in for the evening
Make
sure she's alright
I need
that baby
Oh to
look after ?? for me
Chorus
From
Memphis to Northern, there's a 36 hours ride
I gotta
find that baby ??
I'm leaving
tomorrow
Don't
know when I'll return to stay
Chorus
Bury
my body by the highway sign
So when
she passes by
She can
see it there
Please
don't call in
Telling
her I try to find peace of mind
Chorus
Gave
up ??
I've
giving up singing
I can't
sing, my head is ringing
I'm working
all day
I gotta
leave tomorrow, bye bye baby
Chorus
Blue
suit (poem) (Kevin Coyne - 1969-70) (LET'S
DO IT)
You
blue suit, lying head across the desk, tired
You
carry secrets concerning various persons known and unknown
Who
I detest and love
Your
love is maybe buried in the flesh crevices in your gross and rounded belly
Your
love is probably carried on the lips of every mean and grasping woman
from here to heaven
People I both
detest and love
People who
lounge in swivel chairs and make monkey faces at ugly people
People
who carry shopping bags for old ladies
People
who squirm at the sight of dirt and truth
People
who dance and sing
People
who burry themsleves in cities and die
People
who force other people to witness their crimes
People
who hack and stab
People
who dream about incest
People
who cry in cold alleyways
You
blue suit, you know the wonders of waiting outside your door
Wondrous,
wasters, wondermen, potboilers, pickpockets and saints
You
blue suit, you know the wasters are crying to enter
Humanity
is pilling up
Flesh
is touching flesh
Button
holes are wilting for water
You
blue suit, you know the wondermen are flexing their wonder bodies
Look
out!
Take
a peak, use your eyes
The
vehicules of feeling they're having you
The
trees are crammed with spectators
A
helicopter is fairing people from the city
Blue
suit, raise your weary head fro the desk
And
step over to the window
Lift
your heavy feet and drag them across the carpet
Everybody's
ready blue suit
You
blue suit, lying head across desk, tired
You
carry secrets concerning various persons known and unknown
Who
I detest and love
You
blue suit, you know the potboilers are boiling their pots
You
blue suit, you know the pickpockets are waiting to pick the pockets of every
man and woman in the crowd
You
blue suit, you know the saints are waiting with prayers and
hymns
You
have to much to cope with, blue suit
Listen
to the door bell ringing
Where
does your love really live, blue suit?
In
your gross and rounded belly
Doesn't
really belong to you, does it?
I
think it's a special work of some reknown craftman
What
about those mean and grasping ladies?
They
don't really care about you
Do
they?
I
think your head and body are ready to burst
It
won't be long before you swell up like a barrage ballon and explode
I'm
still waiting, blue suit
The
crowd is growing every minute
You
want me to tell them to go away?
Blue
suit
Perpetual
motion magnificent
The
man who took all the nasty birds and hid them away
The
man who cut all the telephone wires and isolated himself
You
blue suit, you know that the human frame is a canvas ?? full of gas and wind
Blue
suit, covered by a well pressed blue death coat
Did
your woman press the death coat?
Did
she buy it to hide the truth?
Ghoul?
No,
blue suit is not a ghoul
He's
not the whisky headed liar that the world thinks he is
Blue
suit is a high kicking baby exposing his nappies and mins
Blue
suit is the embrio who never developped
Blue
suit is motherless and sad
Blue
suit must have wetted the soaking thing
Are
you ready blue suit?
Blue
suit shambles, cross eyed crazy to the door
He
falls heavily on the hard tiled corridor floor
Blue
suit eventually reaches the main entrance
Chaos
everywhere
The
land is littered with overturned benches
The
river has bursted its banks
And
a dreadflul brown water is spoiling the paintwork on a new fire-station
A
pack of wild dogs are busily devouring the flock of carrier pigeons
Sign
post lie broken and mutilated
Blue
suit, you were blind
Blue
suit lived in a soft silent world of filing cabinets
The
green tin monsters were his comrades
Foolish
blue suit
Far
away in the capital
The
sucking thing is waiting
The
sucking thing is preparing to visit you
With
his man size vacuum cleaner
He
will clear up the mess for you
The
sucking thing will arrive tomorrow
Accompanied
by clerks and boiler men
Don't
worry blue suit
Run
to your car
Walk
to your car
Crawl
to your
Oh
just get to your car and drive away
Tomorrow
it will be different
The
mess will be gone
And
the prisoners will all be recaptured
Boogie
Song (Kevin Coyne - 1984)
(ZECHE,
BOCHUM DEC 21 1984)
Dance
ballerina, all night long, dance away to the Boogie Song
Surely
you can take it, surely you can make it
Surely
you just can't beak it
I'll
dance with you when you'll dance with me
Everybody's
?? than new and me
Dance
away all through the night, I love you and the time is right
Dance
ballerina, all night long, dance away to the Boogie Song (x2)
Hit it,
don't miss it, come on shake it, you can take it
It's
easy, let it shine, you don't have to sit down and cry
Dance
away all night long, dance away to the Boogie Song
Show
them you can make it, show them you can take it
Show
them it's alright, yes it is
Dance
ballerina, all night long, dance away to the Boogie Song (x2)
You're
alright, everything's OK
We're
going to dance to the break of day
Six foot
two and looking right down on me
I'm alright
honey, total ecstasy
Shake
it up, shake it alright
We're
gonna boogie every night
Come
on down and dare to see
Alright,
tonight it's you and me
Dance
ballerina, all night long, dance away to the Boogie Song (x2)
Dance,
dance, dance all night
You know
it's not like boogie all night
Dance
ballerina all night
Born
crazy (Friedl Pohrer/Kevin Coyne - 1995) (CRAZY FRANK)
Born
crazy, got voices in my head, prophets from paradise talking from the dead
My mother
she said son you're crazy, you've got to stop
I said
I cant help it, heaven's in my brain and it makes me jump and hop
Like
a sparrow on the wing I was born to sing
Chorus:
I was born crazy, born born crazy (x2)
Everybody
talks to me like I was totally mad
They
whisper in corners, they say he's out of control
The devil's
got him, captured him and it's eating up his soul
Chorus
I can
feel it coming. The iceman runs his pearly fingers over my brow, a voice inside
me says, you'll get through, you'll get through somehow but I don't always
understand why it takes so long, why can't I always live in paradise and sing
happy songs?
Chorus
(ad lib)
Born
in 1944 (Kevin Coyne - 1979) (ARCHIVES
)
Fledgeling
in my underwear, standing by a little chair, waiting for your first response,
lonely, cold as snow
Hoping
like my mother for a dream that became a nightmare, that became nowhere, don't
let me make the same mistake
Wrestling
with my conscience now, somehow I'm alone, waiting for the answer now, when
I look to the sky, there's nobody home
Screaming
and talking like, like she used to do, like they used to do in 1944
Little
boys all dressed in grey suits, polished ankle length boots, cast off clothing
for a cast off life, I don't believe this could happen to my wife
Waiting
for the same recall, the same screaming in the hall, the same set of walls,
oh we're free, free
Little
boys in the grey suit, wearing those ankle length boots, 1944, don't let it
happen again, I can't stand it no more
Everybody
knows the score, who was born in 1944, who was poor, I don't want to hear
it anymore
Boys
Boys (Bob Ward/Kevin Coyne
- 1979) (ELVIRA
)
Boys,
boys, talk about men, talk about men, six feet ten, curly hair and staring
eyes, always telling terrible lies, leaving you and longing you, begging you
and pleading you, I don't know what they do, God knows what they
do
I know
that they've made me cry, I know that they've made me fly, I know that they've
made me sing, given me a pair of paper wings and bumt me down
Boys,
boys, talk about men, talk about men, six feet ten, curly hair and staring
eyes, plenty of perpetua llies, they give you a smile they own you, they give
you a smile, they say they own you (x3) I give them wings, I give them flight,
I'm sick of the lying, I want to live, I don't want to die and be burnt down
Girls,
girls, talk about girls, talk about girls with diamonds and pearls, talk about
girls as stiff as wood, talk about girls, they're no good
Help
me now, where are my friends? Where are the ones that should be here? I'm
struggling on my own, , I'm crying, I'm crying here, I'm crying here
You shoud
have the wings to fly (x2), don't ever cry, show them your face (x2), don
't let them burn you down
Boys,
boys, talk about men, talk about men six feet ten, talk about eyes, talk about
hair, talk about this, that and there
Abusing
me, losing me, wanting me. Do you want me? Does he want me? (x3). I don 't
care
Brandy
In My Tea (Kevin Coyne/Nick
Cudworth/Dave Clague - 1970) (THE
CLUB RONDO)
(spoken intro)
Hello,
I'd like to do a number now that... well, I first did this
when I was a child of about twelve...since then, I've grown up a little, got
to understand the meaning of the words and...now, really, this song is my
life, it really...it really sums up all I believe in...
Brandy in my tea
A drop of water
The little host is walking by
London in the moonlight
And you and I in love
Looking at the sun
I see a great paper ball
Little ships of love
All my love starts to fall
All the ?? above
Tell we're in love
I've got brandy in my tea
A little more
Yeah!
Britisher Cowboy (Kevin Coyne - 2002) (ONE DAY IN CHICAGO)
Well I’m waiting for love, waiting for you, it’s always the same
You say you want to kiss me for evermore then you forget my name
You’ve got so many boyfriends, so many you know
And the one I hate is the one who came in last night without any clothes
But
A million kisses, a million kisses (x3)
The guy had no clothes
Well I’m shoveling shit in my way, I’m crawling along
I even got, even the lyrics right in this little love song
I’m abused and accused of not caring at all
But I love you although I’m not always here, I always answer your calls
I do!
A million kisses, a million kisses (x3)
I always answer your calls
I’m a Britisher cowboy singing a typically British song
With a miserable ending, maybe a miserable ending
It won’t go on for much longer
I’m almost done with it, done with your love
But I still dream of you every night, every night, almost every night, some nights I don’t dream of you at all, but the ones I do are very pleasant I have to say despite the abusing me, accusing me and all that, I’ll still send you, like I do regularly
A million kisses, a million kisses (x3)
I’ll send you regularly
OK, that’s me today, brain gone
(a big thank you to Jon Langford)
Brothers
of Mine (Kevin Coyne - 1978) (DYNAMITE
DAZE)
Brothers
of mine, brothers of mine, why, why, why are you laughing at me?
Brothers
of mine, brothers of mine, why are your hands concealing the hatred in you
mouth?
Brothers
of mine, brothers of mine, what have I done to deserve so much pain from you?
Brothers
of mine, brothers of mine, it's raining, it's raining, it's raining, raining
raining raining raining raining on top of my head
Chorus:
Workers of the world unite to put the poor boy down (x4)
Brothers
of mine, brothers of mine, you're building the crucifix, the crucifix in the
market square
Brothers
of mine, brothers of mine, oh they're lining up the people, lining up the
people to watch and stare, stare
Brothers
of mine, hold by my hands, take me out, take me out, take me out
Brothers
of mine, brothers of mine, ?? take away my heart and soul, you got me tired
Chorus
Put him
down down down (x3)
Brothers
of mine
Bungalow Song (the) (Kevin
Coyne - 1991) (WILD
TIGER LOVE)
Creepy
wallpaper is creeping round on me, I can look, I can see through the windwow
at a naked tree and there's a woman in an alcove, she's drunk and she's staring
right back at me, she's almost as mad and almost as sad and almots as bad
as me. I go to work each day and I never see a single thing, I just see a
woman and I hear a bell and I hear a dog and I hear something ring, I'm so
conlused, it's five o'clock, I got to go home, I got to find a place to rest,
I got to get home, I got to flind you, you're the one I love the best
Chorus:
I got to get back home to the one I love (x3) to that bungalow by the sea
I hear
telephones ringing almost day and night, I can see the people out in the streets,
there's skinheads and everybody and they all start to fight, bike-chains swinigng,
everbodys swinging and everybody's singing but nobody loves each other, this
is a crazy place to be most of the time, most of the time, most of the time
and I know you don't love me and you don't want to see me and you don't want
to hear me, you can't touch me because I'm diseased, it seems, this is a city
dream and it's driving me mad, each day it comes to me and I feel your love
getting closer, that's why
Chorus
I didn't
make a million, I didn't make a single thing, in fact, I'm in debt at the
bank and everytime I hear a cash register ring I think of a Rolls Royce and
a lot of style and a holiday somewhere but I can't even afford to pay even
the price of the train and I know that if I keep on worrying about all this
money in the bank (ah I ain't got no money anyway, I've got to be frank) that
it stinks down here and I'm in the rat race now, I want to feel the sand between
my toes
Chorus
You might
think I'm going a litlle bit crazy and all but you know when I get like this
and I'm starting to crawl and crawl, there's only one thing I know, I've got
to call you and all, I've got to hear you sweet loving voice once again, I
got to hear you talk to me, speak to me, squeak to me, breath to me through
those wires, every night, it keeps me alive, it keeps me right, I can hear
you now and it feels so good, lift up the telephone, its home, its home and
I'm not alone
Chorus
(x4)
It's
calling me
Burn
(poem) (Kevin Coyne - 1982) (POETRY
NIGHT)
What
do you know, what do you fear
You don't
even see you're not even real
You're
burning, you're burning, you're burning and I'm burning too
You can
shout for days and days, show me your little pathetic ways
But you're
still the same, I can see your name, I can see you, you're over there
You want
money money money (x4)
But you're
not going to get any from me
I'm not
going to burn, burn me
Because
I'm ??
And I
know, I can smell you when you're holding a knife
You don't
even touch me, you don't even say, you don't
You don't
even touch me, you don't even say, you don't even touch me anyway
Oh
you can keep on fighting but you're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong
You're
wrong
Burning
Head (Hans Pukke/Kevin Coyne - 1992)
(BURNING HEAD)
or Burning Head
II (Kevin Coyne/Robert Coyne/Eugene
Coyne/Hans Pukke - 1993) (TOUGH
AND SWEET)
Screaming
in the kitchen, there's noises in the hall, I can see things crawling down
the walls
There's
a shadow in the bedroom, it's mighty big, I wonder who it is, I wonder who
it is
Ah the
bogey man comes, ah the bogey man comes
Chorus:
I've got the burning head now, I've got the worms in the brain (x2).
Ah
mercy
I'rn
walking in the park with my best best girl, she's the one I really love, she's
out of this world
She's
wearing a mask, a painted head, she's looking at me, she wants to strike me
dead
Chorus
Ah
mercy, ah mercy, mercy
Mercy,
mercy, mercy, burning head
Got the
burning, burning head (x3)
Burning
Head Suite (Kevin Coyne
- 1979) (ROCKPALAST)
We're
all searching for something (x2)
Yes we're
all searching for something
Burning
heads (x4)
We're
all searching for something
We're
all looking for something
Yes we're
all looking for something
Burning
heads (x4)
Burning
(reprat)
We're
all searching for something
We're
all looking for something
Yes we're
all searching for something
Burning
heads (x7)
Searching
(x2)
Burning
heads
Burning
(reprat)
But
I Love You (Steve Smith/Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne - 1999) (ROOM
FULL OF FOOLS)
Your leather
jacket hangs on that peg, on that wall
You left it
when you left in a rush, last winter
I believe
you might return one sunny day
But since
you've gone I just wail and wail the nights away
I sing songs
of disillusion and despair
I touch the
walls and somehow, I'm touching your hair
One fine day,
one fine day you 'll come home
But at this
moment in time, I know I'll have to stay alone
I play records,
I hope you hear them through the door
As you pass
in the corridor, I hear your footsteps on that parquet floor
The rattle
of change in your sweeet little leather bag
You changed
from the princeess of my heart into a hag
But I love
you, yes I do, but I love you, yes I do, but I love you, yes I do, yes I do
But I love
you, yes I do (x2), yes I do (x3)
But
You Do (Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne - 2002) (CARNIVAL)
I
don't know why you get me like you do, don't know why you get me like you
do (x2), but you do (x3)
I don't
know why you crush my heart (x3), but you do (x3)
I don't
know why I'm living like this (x3), oh come on over and give me a kiss (x4)
I don't
know why you do me like you do, I don't know why, honey, you do me like you
do, I don't know why you do me like you do, but you do (x3)
I don't
know why I'm feeling like this (x3), come on over and give me a kiss (x4)
BACK TO KEVIN COYNE LYRICS HOME PAGE