KEVIN COYNE LYRICS - E

 

Eastbourne Ladies (Kevin Coyne - 1973) (MARJORY RAZORBLADE)

You're always on your own, sitting on those seaside chairs on your own, everybody there just passes you by

Nobody seems to care if you flash your underwear, no, I don't tell no lie

Your vested days are done now you know you're on the run, oh lady why why?

Your white and powdered face, you need some holy grace to pull yourself right back again

Chorus:

Eastbourne Ladies with your hair done up so nice

Eastbourne Ladies with your tea and lemon ice, lemon ice.

I think you need something new but you don't know just what to do, croquet on the lawn yet again

You smile at passing boys, you can't offer any joys, you don't understand young men

Got your money in the bank, money in the bank, now let's be franck, I want more than ten thousands pounds

I want everything you've got, I want the lot, give me give me give me give me all you got, oh help me, I need some, I'm so poor now

Chorus

So I wander round the town looking into rooms for you up and down, I see you everywhere

I believe I have choice, I believe I made my choice, come here old lady ??

Fifty years upon the beach, you should be tanned by now, you're out of reach, I hope I don't bring you down

Everything special about you, your pearls, your jewels and your money too, oh do you wear a crown when you go to bed now?

Chorus

[last verse not on cd, thanks to Rob Olver for that info]:

So now the day is done, the sun disappears and it starts to run

Oh the darkness creeps around

Moonlight sings and moonlight dreams, nothing to see, you make me ??

As I watch you tottering round this town

Nobody there, nobody there to care, you're ??, who really cares

I'll hold you tight maybe, maybe for a year

When the day, the day is done, all my heart it starts to run

Overflows on your plate, you'd better eat it all, eat it, eat it, eat it

Chorus


Echooos Part 1 (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1993) (MANSION OF DREAMS)

I was born one night about twelve o'clock

I came to this world playing cool guitar

Papa sticked around striking out his chest

He said that little boy looks a mess

He's crazy, crazy, quite crazy, quite crazy

Mama mama mama, where are you now?

Mama mama mama mama, where are you now?

I need some help, I need some somehow

Mama mama mama mama, where are you now?

Crazy, crazy, boy is crazy

There's a big star up high for me (x2)

Silver balloons, dangling down high over clouds, those sparkle of a cloud

Balloons dangling down

He's crazy, what's he talking about? (x2)

He's crazy (x2)

I don't mind, he's crazy, I don't mind


Echooos Part 2 (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1993) (MANSION OF DREAMS)

A letter from Hell on pieces of pink paper (x2)

No stamp on it and no adress (x4)

A letter from Hell on pieces of pink paper (x2)

I got a letter from Hell and when I opened it I got a shock

There was no adress to write back to

A letter from Hell (x2)

Somebody's monkeying around with my mind (x6)

A letter from Hell on pink paper

A letter from Hell

A letter from Hell on pieces of pink paper, no adress

No-one to to write back to

This must be Hell, not so bad really, it's a bit dark, it's okay


Ein Muhistein im Kopf Herum (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1993) (MANSION OF DREAMS)

I lost, I lost the rythm, I lost, I lost the rhyme (x2)

I lost it but I want it back (x2)

??

I lost it but I want it back

I lost, I lost the rythm, I lost, I lost the rhyme (x4)

I lost, I lost the rythm, I lost, I lost the rhyme (x4)

I lost the rhyme (x3)

I want it back (repeat)

Grab it back

I want it back (repeat)

Gonna grab it back


Einstein Song (the) (Kevin Coyne - 1999) (ROOM FULL OF FOOLS)

The boy's got funny eyes and legs like sticks (x2)

The boy's got a nose like a carrot and he's often sick (x2)

His mother says 'You're seventeeen, you should stop your dirty tricks (x2)

But I tell her, I keeep on telling her, 'He's so young (x2)

One day he could turn out to be the chosen one'

And the boy wants to drive a car and run old people down (x2)

The boy wants to curse and swear in the church on Sunday

He wants to drop abomb on his school most Mondays

But I keep on telling his mother, 'He'll improve, he'll turn out to be a credit to you' (x2)

She doesn't believe me (x4)

The boy says he's crazy, he's mad but he's feeeling like a saint (x2)

But Jesus Christ he certainly ain't (x2)

I tell his mother, 'He'll be a credit to you one day (x2)

That son of mine is going to take your breath away


Eisenhower/Churchill Blues (the) (Kevin Coyne/Brendan Croker - 2002) (LIFE IS ALMOST WONDERFUL)

Ah it's written in the wind, it's written in the stars

One day soon, we'll all gonna fly to Mars

Take a rocket ship, boogie high into the clouds, into the clouds

I've lost that Eisenhower/Churchill grey feeling, I want to shout it out loud, I'm feeling good

Now in the future everybody will learn to jump and jive

They'll fell good like they got a ticklish feeling deep inside

No more doom or gloom, no more church and no more school, no more school

I don't mind if I'm just a ill-educated ruffian fool, just a fool

Now I may be blessed and I may be cursed

What I might tell you might even make it worse

But it can't be worser than the feeling that you had before

All that doom and gloom, all that Eisenhower/Churchill foolishness won't get you no more, no more

There's an atom bomb out there, you don't give a damn

You're not gonna crouch under your desk, I want you to understand

Nothing's gonna happen, the Lord above will probably protect you, it's sure he will

Because in this life you're meant to enjoy, you don't have to be cute

I got it right, I got it right, there's all day and there's no night (x2)

I lost, I lost those Eisenhower/Churchill lowdown blue

I've lost them and I'm glad, I've lost them, you know that I'm glad, Alleluia!


Elvira (Kevin Coyne - 1979) (ELVIRA )

I'm just an actress, but I sang a song, gave you something to think about, I hope

I'm just an actress, singing a song, I gave you something to think about, I gave you something to think about, I gave you something to hold on, hold on to

Elvira, Elvira, what did they do? They left you so lonely and I'm lonely too, thinking of you

I'm just an actress, singing a song and calling on spirits, spirits so strong

Look at me and Elvira looks back, she was one of a million and a millions look back

Elvira, Elvira, what did they do? They left you lonely and I'm lonely too, thinking, thinking of you

I'm just an actress, I talk to you, you have to hear me, what I say is true

I've been inside her, I've found her head and it wasn't so different from mine, wasn't so different from mine, so sing, sing, sing

Elvira, Elvira, what did they do? They left you so lonely and I'm lonely too, thinking of you

One more for Elvira

Elvira, Elvira, what did they do? They left you so lonely and we're lonely too, thinking of you

But times must change


Elvis Is Dead (Henry Beck/Kevin Coyne - 1993) (TOUGH AND SWEET)

Elvis is dead, yapping like a hound dog, Elvis is dead (x2), looking for his mummy, yapping like a hound dog, looking for his mummy

Down at the Heartbreak Hotel, there's the smell of old wine in the cellar and out at the front there's a pink cadillac with a man in the back, smoking a big cigar, singing "Mystery Train"

Elvis is dead (x2), looking for his mummy, Elvis is dead (x2), yapping like a hound dog, looking for his mummy, yapping like a hound dog

There's a blue Kentucky moon, it's shining like a star, shining like a big balloon above the city, Las Vegas at night, I can feel the feelings just right, money cascading from the machine, I can feel that teenage dream, Elvis is here, he gives me a beer, he gives me a smile, that old hound dog

Looking for his mummy, yapping like a hound

Since you've gone away, I've got a mess of blues, I've got it right down to my blue suede shoes, I've got a mark upon my head, it says I'm dead, it says I'm dead, I can see the signs above, I can see you living in the land of love, your mother's smiling, I'm joining you, my wings are flapping, you tell the truth

Looking for his mummy, yapping like a hound dog

Baby let me be your teddy bear, I wanna know, I want you to know I care, I care about you, even though you're long away in the land of blue, I can see your face on the bedroom wall, hear you calling, hear your call, can hear you singing late at night, everything's gonna be all right

Yapping like a hound, looking for his mummy

Las Vegas night, it's gonna be all right, Cadillac car, superstar (repeat)

Elvis is dead


Emperor's New Clothes (Kevin Coyne - 1992) (BURNING HEAD)

Saw you walking in the street today with another guy

He was full of muscles and he had a tussle

He blacked my eye (x2)

Chorus: Why I got involved with you, nobody really knows

Seems like a classic case of the emperor's new clothes.

Went round to your house to see if you'd apologise

Your mother she slapped me in the mouth

Said it's just a lot of lies, just a lot of lies

Chorus

I'm living on my own right now, I do all my own cooking

I'm not looking for anybody, no, I'm not really looking

I'm quite proud of my cooking

Why I got involved with you, nobody really knows

Just a classic case of the emperor's new clothes

Why I got involved with anyone, nobody really knows

Seems like a classic case of the emperor's new clothes

Life's a myth, love's a myth, give us a kiss (x2)

Life's a myth, love's a myth, somebody give me a kiss


Empty Arms (Kevin Coyne/Michael Lipton - 2004) (DONUT CITY )

Run to my dariing with those empty arms (2x)

All I know is you have lost your charms (2x)

Run to my dariing with those empty arms (2x)

All I know is you have lost your charms (2x)

And I'm trying I'm trying to make it right I'm try try try trying just to make it right I'm praying to the Lord above every lonely night I'm praying to the Lord above asking him to make it right

Run to me darling with those empty arms keep on running to me darling with those empty arms all I know is you have lost your charms (2x) and I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying to make it right (2x)


England is Dying (Kevin Coyne - 1977) (single)

We are worried and our heads are torn

We act like babies that are hardly been born

We will survive

We're still alive

England is dying but I want to be there

Yes England is dying, please tell her I care

The duke and the duchess close down the house

Burn all the ??, every squirrel, every mouse

But we will survive

Because we're still alive

England is dying but I want to be there

Yes England is dying, please tell her I care

Oh England is dying but I want to be there

Yes England is dying, please tell her I care

We wander on sea shores with nothing to say

Faceless and nameless waiting for a happy day

Yes but we must survive

Because we're still alive

England is dying but I want to be there

Yes England is dying, please tell her I care

We are worried and our heads are torn

We are like babies that are hardly been born

We will survive

Because we're alive

England is dying but I want to be there

England is dying, please tell her I care


English Rose (Gary Lucas/Kevin Coyne - 1996) (KNOCKING ON YOUR BRAIN)

Wasted winter under lamplights, I'm waiting for your train

No-one's coming, empty carriage, when will you be back again?

You've drifted away, you wandered away (x2)

Heart beleagured, full of sadness, will it always be this way?

Chorus: You were my English rose, the apple of my eye (x2)

Where's the sweetness? Where's the lightness? (x2)

Gilded angel, wandering lonely, through the great big city streets

Staring far away, staring far away, nobody's eyes you meet

You wandered far away, you drifted far away (x2)

I love you, you must know, I'd do anything for you

Chorus (x4)

Where's the sweetness? Where's the lightness? (x4)

Only a vision like you could break this heart in two, lead him astray, make him lose the days and long for peace


Everybody Says (Kevin Coyne - 1973) (MARJORY RAZORBLADE)

Everybody says, yes, I'll be flying high one day (x2)

But it's not easy, not easy to change

When you've always seen the world in color of black and grey

Everybody says, yes, hold your hands right up and smile (x2)

But I'm not smiling although I try

Show me the wretched of the world and I am liable to cry

Everybody says, yes, why do you always weep and moan (x2)

It's because I don't expect a change

I've gone round this ballroom so many times now I can't dance

So everybody says, yes, believe in yourself now, try and try

Kiss your best friend, kiss him long

I will try to kiss him but I won't feel so very strong

I'm weakening now, I'm weakening down

Yes I'm weakening, falling around, bury my head once again into that solid barren ground


Everybody's Got Somebody (Kevin Coyne - 1990) (BRIDGE STREET)

Everybody loves somebody but they don't love me (x2)

Standing by traffic lights late at night

Mouth full of old junk food

But nobody nobody loves me

Everybody's got a girl friend except little me

Some have got wives with blonde hair, piroxyde but not me

Others have got washing hanging on their lines

Little rosy socks, divine

Everybody's got somebody but not me

Everybody's got stereo except me

Everybody's walking round clutching cds

Everybody looks so happy with a smile

I've got hemorroids and I've got piles

I'm diseased, that's my fortune, that's me

Everybody, everybody votes (Who wrote this bloody song? Non sense really! Carry on)

Everybody admires Bob Dylan except poor me

They got Frank Zappa, all his collection on cd

They admire, they admire every one

But I can't find anyone to admire except one little person in the world

And that's me

Maybe that's why I'm so alone but I don't care (x2)

One day soon, I'll find the right one

She'll come in with a tommy gun

Clear out the kitchen and say, say:

"Kevin, it's about time you stop fooling around and married me"

All right darling, I agree


Everybody's Naked (Hans Pukke/Kevin Coyne - 1988) (EVERYBODY'S NAKED)

Bedside manners, they're no good

Don't you know I'm made ot flesh and blood

Feeling easy in the dark

Feeling good, feeling sharp

Feeling wonderful, feeling good (four times)

Chorus: Hey, it's ok, there' nothing more to say

Hey, it's ok, everybody's naked in their way.

It's a natural feeling It've got right now

I can't lose it, no way, no how

Hey where am I? Could be on Mars

Got me rolling and a tumbling like a superstar

Chorus

Feel so wonderful, feel so good (four times)

Hey there's nothing, nothing more to say, all is clear and all is ok

There's nothing more, nothing more to say

Hey, everybody's naked in their way (repeat)

Turn on the lights, turn off the lights, it's alright, everybody's naked in their way (ad lib)


Everytime I See Your Face (Kevin Coyne - 1990) (BRADFORD)

Everytime I see your face, I wonder why you love me (x2)

Much better looking than me, so far over me

Everytime I see your face, I wonder why you care

Everytime I see your face, I go in a fit of passion

Everytime I see your face, I get more than my ration

Everytime I see your face, I have a little inner swimming fist

Everytime I see your face, I love you honey cause you're ??

Although you stole my car and you took away the house and the children

And you forced me to live in penury with at least half a douzen german women

Everytime I see your face, I get memories all over

Everytime I see your face, I love you more than ever

Everytime I see your face, I'm so proud of you

Everytime I see your face, I know I deserved what I got

And although you almost broke my mind

Tore up the papers and weren't very kind

You did it all for me and now what's left behind

Is all the love that's sure to stay, it won't go away, won't go away (it's lovely darling)

Cause everytime I see your face, I go all crazy

Everytime I see your face, my memory comes hazy

Everytime I see your face, I just want to kiss it

And it's a lovely face and next time I just won't miss it


Evil Island Home (Kevin Coyne - 1972) (CASE HISTORY)

See the sand and the white birds swooping low

I see the sea and the dead fish floating by

I see the grass as it's growing up my door

And hear my dog as it's crying for his bone

Chorus: This is my home, my evil island home (x2).

See the stoat and the sharp-billed razorbill

You know they're pecking away

At my crumbling window sills

And the ice on the mountain range below

Is starting to melt

And we'll soon be washed with snow

Chorus

I want to fly

But they've taken my wings away

I want to run

But I know I have to stay

I may coax the beast

That wanders on the shore

To lend me his back

So I can ride away once more

Chorus


Ey Up Me Duck (Kevin Coyne - 1979) (PEEL SESSIONS )

Where I come from, they're alright

It's beer and fags on a satdee night

They're all Folk 'eros wi big red 'ands

They use a language no-one understands

They say, Dunna say Wunna, it inna polite

But you're alright if you get the shopping right

Get the salt peas and wash your shot

And give the wife all you've got (don't take no nonsense)

Chorus: Ey up, ey up, Ey up me duck (x2).

Down by the cut, near Lovers Lane

There's plenty to see, plenty to gain

You may meet your future wife on a grassy bank

She's slim and beautiful now but she'll soon look like a tank

Keep her to order, don't let her mess about

You don't want no lip you don't want to shout

After 55 years, you'll love each other well

You'll never admit married life was 'ell

Alright

chorus

Where're they all? They're all coming home. Can you see them? Oh they're all singing and marching. Here they come. Come on Albert, let's have you. Ernie! Oh look at Mavis, don't she looks miserable! Come on. Come on Terry! All together now, 1 2 3

Chorus (x2)

Smack that child, he's got ideas beyond this station

Much help from Tony James for this one, than you.

Also: "Eye up me duck is Derbyshire dialect (where I live and of course where Kevin was born and bred). In British English often birds are used as terms of endearment, even to strangers. Which bird varies from region to region. In Edinburgh men and women are often referred to as "hen" in other parts of the UK men are often called "cock". In Derbyshire its "duck" for men and women and "eye up" just means hello or how are you. Cheers folks" John Rogers.

And: Just wanted to correct a couple of lyrics in Ey Up Me Duck.
Firstly it should be "DUNNA say WUNNA, it inna polite'. Translated that means 'Don't say you won't/wouldn't'
Second, its 'and wash your shot'. Shot is Derby dialect for shirt.
Finally, the term Ey Up Me Duck has nothing to do with the bird. The accent in Derby (and the rest of the East Midlands) is massively influenced by the old Norse (Viking) language, as Derby was one of the five boroughs of the Danelaw (Viking England). 'Ey Up' is derived from the old Norse 'Se Opp', which translates as 'See up' or 'Look up / eyes up'.
'Me Duck' is derived from Anglo Saxon greeting / term of endearment 'Mi Duka', which in modern English translates as 'Duke' or 'My Duke'.
So in its entirety, it's meaning is more like a salute. 'Look up my Duke'. of course it is widely used as a greeting but also continues as a term of endearment or pet name. For example, 'Yer cummin daan pub, duck?' or 'Aya sin me car keys anywhere, duck?'
So there you go!
I have only just stumbled on the work of Kevin Coyne. It's a crying shame but he doesn't seem to be remembered or celebrated at all in Derby. He really should be.
'Ey Up Me Duck' captures Derby so well, even to this day. His reference to people being "Folk 'eros wi big red 'ands" is a nod to Derby's working class industrial heritage. Folk from Derby needed to be good with their hands to work (and to a certain extent still do) due to the industries that the city was built on, such as the mills and the railways. It is still a city with a fine pub tradition (it's beer and fags on a satdee night).
Anyway, I hope you find the his information useful.
Kind regards
Simon Randle


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