KEVIN
COYNE LYRICS - N
N.19-Astronomy
Dominé (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) OPERA
FOR SYD
What can I
find inside my head?
When I wake
in the morning, crawl out of bed
I wait for
sunshine, it never appears
I'm waiting
for your laughter
Your laughter
is near (x3)
I watch all
your washing, it's out on the line
You're looking,
you're crazy, you're looking at mine
You're counting
my socks, you're counting my shoes
Everytime
you bend over, you give me the blues
You give me
the blues
I just can't
move
I'm rooted
to the spot
I'm cold and
I'm hot (x6)
I'm cold and
I'm hot (x8)
Achtung, there's
a spider in the wardrobe (x3)
Achtung, there's
a spider in my head, in my head, in my head, it's in my head,oh in my head,
it's in my head, it's in my head, spider in my head, oh in my head, oh in
my head
N.20-Chapter
24 (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) OPERA
FOR SYD
Dear blessed
psycho, I've given you a chance
Oh dear blessed
psycho, I've given you a chance
I prayed to
you, I held you tight
I dreamed
of you through ?? nights
Dear blessed
psycho, I'm thinking of you (x2)
I've given
you water, I've given you rain
I've given
you the giggles and I've given you pain
I've given
you everything, even my name
I've given
you, I've given you
Dear blessed
psycho, have you got it clear?
Is buzzing
in your ear, the message buzzing in your ear
Dear blessed
psycho, I've told you again
Oh dear blessed
psycho, I have told you again
I've given
you water, I've given you rain
I've given
you laughter, I've given you pain
I've given
you a message, the message is plain
Without no
pain, there is no gain
Dear blessed
psycho, you've got it really clear
Dear blessed
psycho, you've got it loud in your ears
Come on now
psycho, get up and dance
Do the dance,
the lunatic dance
Dear blessed
psycho, you've got it really clear
You've got
that buzzing familiar in your ear
You can hear
it, you can almost touch it (x2)
They're closing
the doors, Sid (x2)
They won't
let you out, they'll never let you out
They're closing
the doors, Sid, they're closing the doors
They'll never
let you out, they'll never let you out
No more high
times, no more drugs
No more cocaine,
no more laughter
No more night
life, no cellars of blue
They've locked
the doors, you can't go though (x3)
Alles geschlossen,
you can't go though
Hey there,
soul man, get that beat
I say hey
there, soul man, you gotta get that beat
Can you hear
it grooving? Going down the street
I gotta groove
groove move, had to groove groove move
Hey there,
soul man, it's deep to your boots
Hey there,
soul man, you got it to your roots
Groove groove
now (x2)
Groove groove
groove now (x4)
Groove
It was a fantastic
buttercup shining in my bedroom
At about twelve
o'clock on July the 12th
I looked through
the curtains
They were
pink and ragged
I said, 'Sid,
it's your birthday'
So I rang
my mother
My mother
said, 'Sid, you got to close the door
The crocodiles
are coming down the River Thames
They're gonna
get you, they're gonna eat you up
They're gonna
eat you up like they eat me up, like they eat you up'
Now the bowl
of tulips on the porch
My mother
comes out, makes a cruel ??
She said,
'Son, go down, get buried on the ground
We don't want
to hear you, you're a crazy boy, you're a crazy boy
And we're
gonna bury you deeper and deeper than you ever knew
Under under
under the ground
Till the crisp
white daisies cover you
We're gonna
bury you, bury you under the ground
N.21-Scarecrow
(Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) OPERA FOR
SYD
Cast aside
the non-sense, the ??
If I hear
you screaming, you'll drive me mad once more
Looking at
the fishes in the gold fish bowl
My eyes wide
open but I somehow lost my soul
Somehow lost
my soul (x2)
I've got a
bike, you can ride if you like (x8)
It's got a
bell you can ring yet, a bell you can ring yet, you can ring the bell, you
can ring the bell
It's got a
bell you can ring yet, you can really ring, it's got a bell you can ring yet,
you can ring the bell
It's got a
bell you can ring yet, you can really ring it, you can really ring it, you
can ring the bell (x2)
You can ride
my bike if you like, it's a beautiful bike if you like (x2)
The wheels
go round from Monday to Sunday (x3)
Those wheels
go round from Monday to Sunday (x3)
I've got a
bike, you can ride if you like (x2)
I've got a
bike, ride if you like
I've got a
bike (x2)
The wheels
go round from Monday to Sunday (x3)
The wheels
go round (x2)
N.22-Lucifer
Sam (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) OPERA
FOR SYD
Green fat
cat, fat, fat cat, fat cat, green fat, blue cat, purple cat, big cat, green
cat, blue cat, fat cat, big cat, green cat, purple cat, fat cat, big cat,
big cat
Big cat
Big fat cat
with purple ears, oh big red cat and it's under my bed
It's giving
me the voodoo (x2)
Voodoo voodoo
hoodoo
Giving me
the voodoo
Caty little
ears (x2)
Scratching
my face till it brings on tears
Caty little
ears (x2)
Bringing on
the ??
It's not clear
(x2)
The cat is
over there and the cat is right here
It's not clear
(x2)
The cat is
over there and the cat is right here
That cat's
got something really strange (x3)
Under my bed,
with a little yellow duck, he's under my bed, the cat is under my bed with
a duck, it crawls round, makes scratching sound, I cannot stand it, can't
stand the sound, it's under my bed, the cat's under my bed, cat's under my
bed with a big red head, it's under my bed, scratching under my bed, scratch,
scratch, scratch, scratching under my bed, scratch, scratch, scratch, scratching
under my bed, scratch, scratch, scratch, scratching under my bed, scratch,
scratch, scratch, scratching under my bed
That cat'
strange, strange, strange, strange, a ballerina, a dance, a dance for a cat,
give me a dance for a cat, I must dance like a cat, that cat's really strange,
it's under my bed, it's under my bed, its big red head, it's under my bed,
its big red head, it's under my bed, its big red head, it's under my bed,
it's under my bed
N.22-Lucifer
Sam (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) (OPERA
FOR SYD, DREIEINIGKEITSKIRCHE)
Eyes for diamonds
under my bed
Pukky little
red cat with a big round head
Eyes for diamonds
all aglow
A little round
head and a thing at the end of his nose
I say eyes
for diamonds glowing in the dark
Keep away
those wild whales, keep away all those sharks
That cat's
got something I can't explain (x2)
That cat's
got something we can't explain
Eyes like
diamonds blazing in the rain
Eyes like
diamonds shining in the rain (x2)
That cat's
got something I can't explain (x2)
I can never
explain what makes the rain
What causes
the pain
Why is the
strain
Such a terrible
strain
That cat's
got something I can't explain
Something
I can't explain
I never can
explain
Why it rains
(x2)
What happens
when it rains
I can't explain
(x4)
I never can
explain
Why the hell
does it rain (x2)
I can't explain
those ??
I can't explain
That cat's
got something I can't explain (x2)
N.23
(Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) OPERA FOR
SYD
Doctor, doctor,
don't tell me lies
Doctor, doctor,
I see pain in your eyes
Doctor, doctor,
reach out for the truth
Doctor, doctor,
I'm glued, I can't move
Herr doctor,
oh Herr doctor, oh Herr doctor, oh Herr doctor
A gorgious
rain over Mondays, I was thinking of going shopping but then I realised it
was Sunday
Everything
was closed (x2) even my mind
Everything
was closed (x2) even my mind
I took a walk
in the park
Saw the daffodils
there
Everything
was blooming bright, bright and kind (x2)
Everything
was blooming bright and kind
Everything
shined inside my mind
N.25
(Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) OPERA FOR
SYD
?? baby with
big white teeth
She's coming
and she says she's my niece
She's coming
through the door last night
She said "Hey
Baby, everything is alright"
I said "Sugar
Cube, now please come home
I'm in this
bedroom and I'm all alone"
She says "It's
time you made some love"
So I stared
right up to the clouds up above
I said "Lord,
send me some light"
Lord, send
me some light (x2)
Send it right
down on me"
I said "Lord,
send me some light
Lord, send
me some light (x2)
Send it right
down on me"
Monkey sugar
and ??
I'm gonna
get you oh hot dog
I'm gonna
creep and crawl on you
I'm gonna
get you when I'm telling the truth
There's nothing
that you can do
When I get
you with a hang up blues
I'm gonna
creep right up on you
I'm gonna
tell you what to do
You'll be
my robot you'll be my lover
You won't
have any cover
You'll be
my robot you'll be my lover
You won't
have any cover
Lord send
it down on me (x2)
Send it right
right down on me
Lord send
it down on me (x2)
Send it right
right down on me
Oh Lord send
it down on me
Send your
little light down on me (x2)
I'm confused,
somewhat rattled, ex-patient of the ?? hospital in London South West 9. At
the head of it all is a doctor in a white coat and there's a nurse wearing
pink and blue. Now she looks up to me and she says "Is this your coat?",
I said "It's not my coat". She said "Are you mad?", I
said "I'm as sane as you are". She looked at me and then the day
went past, and then another day went past, three years have gone past, and
the time had gone past and I'd gone past
Forty days
and forty nights
I struggled
hard to get it right
I was searching
through the clouds for a light
I did not
hear a thing, there was nothing to see
I'm looking
for the light, I'm looking for the day
I'm looking
for a reason, I'm looking for a way
I'm looking
for a ??, I'm looking for a time
I'm looking
for something, that something is not mine
I'm looking
for a time, I'm looking for a day
The day has
flown away, I'm looking for a day (x2)
N.27
(Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) OPERA FOR
SYD
When they
say their Alleluias
When they
stand up really proud
Don't believe
a thing they're saying
They're just
faces, faces in the crowd
When they
talk of love and money
When they
say heaven's in their view
They're just
putting a voodoo on you
There's not
a soul but my dog tells the truth
When the angels
they start singing
In those glorious
tones of old
You'll be
thankful you went crazy
It's better
to be hot than to be cold
There's a
singer raphsody I sometimes can hear
Sometimes
it comes through like the Pacific Ocean
Sometimes
it dies in my ears
Everyone sings
of sadness
Everybody
gets sad for a time
But I want
to, I want to tell you I'm happy the way I am
Because this
heart and soul, it is mine
It is mine
(x2)
My heart and
soul, it is mine
It is mine
(x2)
This heart
and soul, it is mine
Nasty
(Kevin Coyne - 1973) (MARJORY
RAZORBLADE)
I've
taken out your dog, your pet rabbit and your frog
I've
opened all your mail, you realise you could go to jail
You can
scream and scream and scream
But you
still shattered my every dream
Chorus:
You're nasty, so nasty (x2)
Nasty
(x4)
Tell
me why you're so nasty to me.
I've
waited days for you, ain't going to wait on long holidays too
Left
me in charge, left your poodles at large
It's
me who has to wipe up the mess
Next
thing I know you'll have me wearing a dress, no fair now
Chorus
I've
done everything I can, now you say I'm not a man
Ask me
why should I care, I don't know why but I want to share
Stocks
and shares you've got, before I'm gone, I'll have the lot
Sounds
bad but it's true
Chorus
You have
to draw the line, shatter, shatter the ??
Back
to my mother and father
Back
to my homosexual brother
Let's
get back into my normal mess
I can
discard my expensive dress
Tell
me now
Chorus
Nasty, nasty
to me (ad lib)
Need
Somebody (Kevin Coyne - 1972) (CASE
HISTORY)
Now
that I'm getting old and now I'm getting cold and there's nothing left to
say
Just
like a daffodil, you know I will, you know I'm wilting in my way
Chorus:
And I
need somebody, yes I need somebody, yes I need somebody now I know I'm getting
old
This
is a lonely life man without your wife, without a bed or view
I'm always
at the gate and I'm always late cause there's nothing left to do
Chorus
Strange
tunes in my head, I'll think I'll go to bed, I think I'll change
the sheets and all
Maybe
do some drawing, do some painting, an antelope across my wall
Chorus
:
And I
need somebody, yes I need somebody, yes I need anybody now I know I'm getting
old
A visitor
out on the lawn, his hair all shorn, is he friend or is he foe
Is he
a man I know, is he someone to sow, is he someone to say hello
Chorus
So I'm
so confused, I'm so bemused, I think I'll settle down
Lie down
on anywhere, maybe in this chair, anywhere I just don't care
Chorus
:
And I
need somebody, yes I need somebody, yes I need anybody now I know I'm getting
old
The friend
I saw is at the door, he says hello once more, I'll meet you down the road
Great long
fingers holding out, I want to shout, what's the point because he knows that
Chorus:
And I
need somebody, yes I need somebody, yes I need almost anybody now I know I'm getting
old
(x2)
Neighborhood
Girl (Kevin Coyne - 1990) (ROMANCE
ROMANCE )
Just
a neighborhood girl, got me out this world (x3)
I
love the neighborhood girl, pretty neighborhood girl
Makes
me fly so high into the clear blue sky (x3)
I
love the neighborhood girl, pretty neighborhood girl
She's
the one, she's alive, she's alright, I love my neighborhood girl, pretty neighborhood
girl
Gonna
get her one day to say she'll marry me (x2)
But
she wants to be free, says she wants to be free
My
neighborhood girl, I love the neighborhood girl
She's
the one, she's alive, she's alright, I love my neighborhood girl,
Love
the neighborhood girl (x4)
Never
Ending (Friedl Pohrer/Kevin Coyne - 1995) (CRAZY FRANK)
Chorus:
Never
ending (x6), how time flies
Never
ending (x6), how time flies (x2).
I can
see the man with the spotty nose, standing on the beach with a big red rose,
I can see my mother, she's over there, she looks older, full of care but the
window is open and there's a big bright light, seems to be like Saturday night,
is it Sunday, Monday? I don't care, it could be Friday, it could be anywhere
Chorus
I can
see the sun, I can see the moon, it could be the month of December or June,
I can see snow upon my bed, I can see someone with a big red head, it's my
father with a big moustache, he's starting, he's starting to laugh, hahaha,
he laughs at me, ha ha ha, he's laughing at me
Chorus
I don't
wonder, I don't know (twice), I'm confused, I've got to go, bye bye everyone,
I've got to go, waving my hand, goodbye, goodbye, waving my hand, goodbye,
goodbye, could be an angel, I just might fly, never ending, bye
bye bye
Chorus
How it
flies
New
Motorway (Kevin Coyne - 1980) (SANITY
STOMP)
In
1978, they opened up the gates, they said it was too late to be real mates
Chorus:
But the grass grew over the motorway and I heard the children sing Daddy,
you're on your way.
The factories
they roared, I could hear the call, they were'nt sweeping up your floors,
they were laughing and loving once more
Chorus
The rythm
of life for the world and its wife, they've thrown away their knives, they're
touching first time in their lives
Chorus
- Solo - Chorus
A new
crusade, time to play, you're on your way, a new crusade, it's time to play,
you're on your way, you're on your way
Nigel
in Napoli (Kevin
Coyne - 1984) (LEGLESS
IN MANILLA)
(Natalie)
Nigel
in Napoli, thinking of philately
Thinking
of Desmond down the road
Nigel
in Napoli, thinking of the children
Brown
and curdled he knows
Nigel
in Napoli, he is a star
Wearing
green trunks he could go far
Nigel
in Napoli thinking of his mother
Thinking
of his brother
Which
does he prefer?
Nigel
in Napoli, thinking of philately
Thinking
of Desmond down the road
Nigel
in Napoli, thinking of philately
Thinking
of flattery down the road
Nigel
in Napoli, having the sun
Aching
all over his loins, his bum
Nigel
in Napoli, feeling the stink
Watching
the poor people as they drink
All the
poison into the air
The narrow
streets and no-one's there
Nigel
in Napoli, thinking of philately
Thinking
of somewhere he could belong
Nigel
in Napoli, thinking of philately
Thinking
of latterly where he belongs
Nigel
in Napoli, thinking of latterly, thinking of latterly
where he belongs?
Nigel
in Napoli, thinking of philately, thinking latterly,
where do I belong?
Nigel
in Napoli, he's thinking latterly There's nowhere I
belong
(With
the exception of being very close to Natalie)
Nobody's
Bundle of Joy (Kevin Coyne - 1984) (LEEUWARDEN)
I'll love
you all my life
Don't you
let me down
You're the
princess, my broken heart
But you just
let me down
Moving my
heart one day
Making my
scream away
Scream and
dream and dream and dream and dream and dream
But I love
you so, you'll never know
What you've
done to me
I'm a little
fat fool who treats you bad
Mess up your
life once a week
I shout and
scream with my impossible dreams
Till it turns
you very weak
But I'll keep
trying all my life
To be the
perfect house boy
But I don't
think I'll manage
I'm far too
wild
I'm nobody's
bundle of joy
Nobody's bundle
(x2)
Nobody's bundle
of joy
Nobody's bundle
(x2)
Nobody's bundle
of joy
Nobody's bundle
(x2)
Nobody's little
baby boy
No
Dancing (Kevin Coyne/Michael Lipton - 2004) (DONUT
CITY )
On
a tropical island we paid a lot of money to get here lying on the deep grey
sand with an empty bottle of beer you're looking at me with that blank look
on your face like I'm something that's just crawled in and joined the human
race
Oh the
sun shines nicely my eyes sparkle brightly you say it's just the alcohol you've
stolen my soul
Lying
in a bedroom some place I don't want to be you're over by the wardrobe watching
some dumb T.V. the programme is stupid but I don't object it's this kind of
loving that I reject there must be something better at least we've got good
weather I could race out into the sun (2x) I think you'd prefer it if I took
a gun
On the
aeroplane home we hardly talk at all you stare at your neighbour you say he's
a nice guy I say I'm not too bad if you just give me a chance we've been round
this ballroom so many times now it's impossible to dance it's impossible to
dance we could do the salsa the samba anything
No
Kindness, No Pity (Hans Pukke/Kevin Coyne - 1990) (ROMANCE
ROMANCE )
Your
?? hat and your nice ?? clothes. A little lipstick on
your lips, a little powder on your nose
Well
it's Saturday night in a West End bar
You're
telling everybody who you are
Everybody
knows you're nothing at all
That
you're struggling, you're fighting up against the wall
But
you do insist you know what's hip
??
But
I can see and I know you're lonely at heart
Your
mother never answers when you call
Chorus:
This is no life down in the city, you can't find no
kindness, can't find no pity (x2)
Everybody
knows you're gonna stumble back home
To
your little flat all on your own
And
your new pair of shoes that looks so bad
It's
the worst in fashion and it looks so sad
But
you think that it's stylish and you know best
You
talk about politics, get it of your chest
But
it's all rubbish, ??
You're
really quite sad, you're really quite ill
Chorus
And
now you're gonna get back home, tell everybody you're doing well
You're
going to forget that you are struggling and you're living in a big city hell
And
you've got no job, nothing at all, ??
And
things get worse, worse, worse, worse
There's
a lonely little home you have to like
Maybe
write it tomorrow night
Tell
you're doing well, you're doing good
Telling
everybody it's understood
But
when you come home you'll be well of
You'll
be smart, a real though
And
you accent to impress them ??
But
somehow I know you won't get there
Chorus
And
you're all alone down here, not a single friend to help you out
When
you have your nightmares at night, not a single neighbour hears your shouts
You
can't buy your rent, it's a very strange way to live
When
nobody really loves you
When
nobody wants you
So
you've got to impress all the girls who you have left behind
But
in doing this you're getting pissed and quietly loosing your mind
You're
loosing your mind, leaving it behind
Loosing
your mind
No
Lullabies (Henry Beck/Kevin
Coyne - 1993) (TOUGH
AND SWEET)
I
can see the broken toys, skinny girls and skinny boys
I can
feel the murky rain, I can hear the aeroplanes
God bless
the little children, standing in the rain, waiting for some peace but waiting
there in vain, waiting for some peace but waiting there in vain
I can
see the broken toys, skinny girls and skinny boys
I can
feel the murky rain, I can hear the aeroplanes
God bless
the little children, standing in the snow, waiting for the hate and terror,
wanting it to go
God bless
the little children, waiting in the snow
No
Melody (Kevin Coyne - 1980)
(BURSTING
BUBBLES )
It's
funny when you can't find a melody
And the
days they find themselves
It's
funny when you can't find a melody
And the
days they find themselves
When
the morning and the evenings
And the
birds sing for themselves
Now here
come old tousled head
Cracking
his funny funny funny jokes again
Here
come funny funny funny funny tousled head
Cracking
cracking cracking cracking again
And it's
been so long since I felt like this
I never
want to feel like this again
Again
(x5)
No
More Rain (Kevin Coyne - 2004) (DONUT
CITY )
Well
I know I've been away for such a long time, it's been such a long long while
since I gazed into your loving eyes
I'm ashamed
to say I missed you cause I never thought I would, you were the best thing
in my life, I want it all back, I want to feel good
A screaming
child I became (2x) brought on the storm and caused the rain
But I'm
sad to think of what I've done, the way I treated you
I gave
you so much pain, I really gave you the blues
I know
the time is right to make it all up to you
So I'm
coming with a great big kiss maybe that won't do
I'm
sorry but it's o.k.(2x) my love for you shines through today
Well
I know the loving eyes can solve everything
I can
feel likethat I'm starting all over, starting all over again
I'm waiting
at the gate, it's late, but I know I have to greet your train
Everybody
know that love is for us and the reasons are plain
A screaming
child I became (2x) brought on the storm and caused the rain
Hey hey
here I come that's me, that's you, we're together
Turn
off the clouds, halt the rain, let's chance the weather
That
fat blue sky is flying by there's a sound in my ears of laughter and love,
heaven's above, there's no more tears
A screaming
child I became (2x) brought on the storm and caused the rain
No more
rain (2x)
No
Revolution (Hans Pukke/Kevin Coyne - 1987) (STUMBLING
ONTO PARADISE)
What
ever happened to seventy six?
Sex Pistols
up to their tricks
Johnny
Rotten, mean as mean
The meanest
punk I've ever seen
All that
money, energy
All that
power thronw away
It lies
in Californian sand
Everything
is out of hand
Chorus:
No revolution, bad constitution (x2)
Whatever
happened to rock'n'roll?
The rebel
music, the music of old
All the
energy's dead and gone
But we
just carry on
Euro
pop, euro pap music for young mils sops
Music
to make you die on your feet
Where's
that heavy rebel beat?
Chorus
- Solo - Chorus
But I
still have hope
I'm no
cold bourgeois dope
I can
still stand up and fight
I can
still hold up a light
I'm not
so run out
You can
still hear me scream and shout
Tell
them everyone, Kevin is here
He's
paid a price but he's not too dear
Chorus
(x2)
Maybe,
maybe, I don't know
Normal
Man (Kevin Coyne - 2002) (SUGAR
CANDY TAXI)
I've
been flying, I've been dying, I've been flying high over the top of my house
I've
been dreaming, sometimes screaming, waking up the neighbors who shout out
'What is that all about?'
l am
born and I feel strange, I feel mad, somebody help me out
I hear
a voice but it's not my voice, it's not the voice of my choice, who the hell
is it?
Help
me Jesus, help me if you can, can't you see that I'm struggling daily, I'm
just trying to be a man, trying to be a man
There's
nobody really listening, nobody really trying, nobody wants to help me, nobody
wants to help me at all
I'm ringing
up my brother and my mother, sometimes I call my sister but they don't answer
my call
I'm talking
about trousers, I'm talking about skirts and blouses, anything, anything silly
at all
I want
to make you laugh, I want to make you scoff, I want to make you scream, drive
you up the wall
Help
me Jesus, help me out, I need a hand, I need a regular hand, I need somebody
to love me who really understands, I need somebody to help me be a normal
man, a normal man, somebody who understands, I want to be a normal man
What
the hell is a normal man ?
No
Romance (Kevin Coyne/Paul Wickens - 1980) (SANITY
STOMP)
Sentimental
romantic with a smile walking a million miles
Through
the city and back again, crouching at bar stools
I wonder
when he'll find a reason to say he's right
He seems
to be so wrong, his eyes are black as night
I hear
him talking but it's not to me
Working
on a plan for something no one sees
Up in
a bedroom, in a cellar too, he's building a rocket that'll go to some moon
But the
moon's in his head, maybe under his bed
And it
hides behind his ugly ears
Chorus:
No romance (x4), give this little dictator a little chance and he'll crush
us all with his misery
Somehow
I hold out a hand to him
Get hold
of his coat, say:
What
you talking about? But he doesn't answer me
He goes
on talking about the land of the free
Where
people all do the same as he
He's
half crazy, maybe as mad as me
No romance
(x4), give this little dictator, give him a chance and he'll crush us all
with his misery
There
must be a million the same as he
They
can't count on me
Nothing's
Changed (Kevin Coyne - 1979) (JOHN
PEEL)
In the middle
of England, in the darkest place
There sits
a little boy, anticipation on its face
Looking to
a future that is clear and white
So he scribbles
down his thoughts in the middle of the night
He shows them
to his friends, they all got regular jobs
They laugh,
they laugh at his thoughts
Tell him to
clear off
Their vision
of the future don't involve things from the head
It's much
better to keep the furniture polished
And buy a
big bed
Chorus: Nothing's
changed in my home town
Everything
is the same
You have to
leave your home and heart if you want to make your name, make your name.
I want back
there looking for that boy
I asked around
"Where is he?", they didn't know
Then someone
told me I know
He's gone
outside the town
To a place
that's a bit like paradise
Where all
??
He can write
his poems, spew forth his ideas
If he does
a litle job for them, he's in the clear
Occupational
therapy to keep his mind at ease
Whatever happened
to the light, the light and dreams
Chorus
I find it
sad that they call him mad
I find it
a strenght that they don't recognize his pain
But if he
can hear me, he know he's not on his own
I've lived
in isolation, I know what it's like to be alone
But then there
will be those who say don't listen to him
But I know
you'll listen in the middle of the night
When the lights
are dim
Call me a
sentimental fool
But that's
the best I can be
When I think
of that boy
God know that
could have been me
Chorus
Nothing
seems to Matter (Kevin Coyne - 1982) (PUMERENT)
Nothing seems
to matter now you're gone
You know
that nothing seems to matter now you're gone
Nothing
seems to matter now you're gone
I'm dead,
I'm lost, I'm all alone
Nothing seems
to matter now you're right
Well nothing
seems to matter now you're right
Nothing seems
to matter now you're right
I'm dead,
I'm gone, you turned out the light
Shaking in
the room and waiting (x3)
For an answer,
for a telephone call from you
Where have
you gone, I don't know (x2)
I don't know
Nothing seems
to matter now you're gone (x3)
I'm dead,
I'm lost, I'm all alone
Nothing seems
to matter now you're right (x3)
I'm dead,
I'm gone, you turned out the light
Nothing seems
to matter now you're right (x3)
I'm dead,
I'm gone, you turned out the light
Nothing
to Miss/Astronomy Dominé (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999)
(OPERA FOR SYD, DREIEINIGKEITSKIRCHE)
(see also 'No 19 Astronomy Dominé', same songs, totally diferent lyrics)
Across a pale
surface and in a light moon, a red cat under my bed at night, and sometimes
I fight with the stripes, the blindness at the back of my eyes, my eyes, my
eyes
There's a
jungle fever, I'm a permanent sleeper, I can hear rythms you can't hear, I
can hear silence, silence, I can hear the silence, silence
There's nothing
that messes my mind, there's nothing that misses my mind
There's nothing
I can miss, there's nothing that misses my mind
Not
The Way
(Kevin Coyne - 1988) (EVERYBODY'S
NAKED)
Sunday
morning in the kitchen
Dry toast,
all alone
Wandering
round, doing nothing
The one
I love's just left home
It's
usual sometimes to quarrel a litlle, have a fight
But she
told me it's the last time
She's
not coming back, it s not right
Chorus:
Hey hey
this is not the way they write in books
Hey hey,
this is not the way, I don't like the way things look.
Chauvinism?
Maybe I got it?
But I'm
getting old and it's hard to change
Darning
socks is a strange occupation
But you
never did it anyway!
I thought
we were free and liberal and easy
That's
what I was always told !
It's
strange to be so adrift
When
you're getting, getting old
Chorus
It's a new life, a new start
But where
do I go, go from here?
I got
used to the life we had
Although
it was complicated, it was usually clear
That
I loved you and you loved me
This
was always agreed
Now I
know that something's wrong
And maybe
you don't love me
Chorus
- Solo - Chorus
Now's
the Time (Kevin Coyne - 1993)
(TOUGH
AND SWEET)
Everybody's
talking to the moon in June, there's a snowstorm and the hail is beyond the
pale in Afghanistan, and there's a banana man at my door, he's selling yellow
things and selling yellow wings and screaming and shouting and what is more
you don't understand that I'm a man and I need more than this, I need a kiss
now
Now's
the time (x4)
I can't
stand all this confusion everywhere and everywhere I see. There's no one seems
to care, I saw a child scream today but nobody was listening to him, he told
me his name was Brian (or was it Jim?) and that he'd just lost his mother
or his younger brother under a railway track or somewhere at the back of beyond
where nobody goes, it's slow, it's slow... time, don't you know that...
Chorus
Whenever
I ask you to help me, you never will, you never say, you never even give me
a thrill, you keep on pontificating about my bad manners and the house, you
say, is dirty and there's smudges all over the window and I can't see out
and there's nothing to do but wail and shout at a cat or a dog or anything
that gets in my way... Oh life's to blame
Now's
the time, now really is the time
Chorus
Running
to the edge of the cliff like a child, my hair streaming out, just a little
wild, choking and spitting green bile, is the air polluted, am I demoted,
am I just a little man in a world that whirls and doesn't understand, it's
a familiar problem, I get it all the time, there is no reason and there is
no rhyme, there is no reason or rhyme
Chorus
(ad lib)
Nuts
(Tom Liwa/Kevin Coyne - 1996) (KNOCKING
ON YOUR BRAIN)
I
can walk on the water, I can walk on the sea, I can walk on the big deep ocean,
no problem for me
I can
walk on the clouds, high on a fluffy blue, I can twinkle on your raindrops,
there's nothing I can't do
Maybe
you should say, maybe you should, maybe you should say: This guy
is nuts
I can
talk to your telephone, leave a message for you, maybe iust a little dirty
but it's always the truth
I can
prance on your rooftops, look down your chimneys tall, watching you make love
at night and that's not all
Maybe
you should say, maybe you should, maybe you should say: This guy
is nuts
I can
talk to the fish, I can whistle to the birds, I can talk their language, it's
really not absurd
I can
walk on the water, I can walk on the sea, l can walk on the deep blue ocean,
no problem for me
Maybe
you should say, maybe you should, maybe you should say: This guy is nuts
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