KEVIN COYNE LYRICS - ALBUM: Dynamite Days 1978

Dynamite Days (Kevin Coyne)

We know the Pope is too old to rock'n'roll and quite aware that he's got no soul

You see me and I stand outside the Palais de Dance, I'm rattling my bones, I'm pogoing, I'm giving my self a little chance these...

Chorus: Dynamite dynamite days, dynamite dynamite days, dynamite dynamite days

Oh I'm in a rage I'm in a rage I'm in a rage oh I'm in a rage waiting for the dynamite days.

Everybody here better hear what I say, I'm over forty but I'm gonna have my way

You little punks, come out to play

I'll bounce like a ball, I'll bounce like a ball, what do you say?

Chorus - Solo - Chorus x3

Revolution! Seen it all, seen it all before

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Brothers of Mine (Kevin Coyne)

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

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Lunatic (Kevin Coyne)

An old man surrounded by his books

Trestle table pilled with old newspapers

Fifteen cats scratching at his door

Filfth and mess all across the floor

Chorus: It's alright Mrs. Brown, you know Mrs. Carter

He's a luna-luna-luna-luna-luna-luna-lunatic (x2).

Still used to walk with your spotty dog

Gazing for hours at the flower beds

Under the victorian canopy

Knocking the leaves of the dead trees

You're a luna-luna-luna-luna-luna-luna-lunatic (x2)

The open ward is the place for you

Where someone they will tie your shoes

You'll have visitors one every year

And you don't have to cry, there's a million tears, everyone cries there

Chorus

And still you walk with your spotty dog

Gazing for hours at the flower beds

Under the victorian canopy

Picking the leaves of the dead trees

Yes, you're a luna-luna-luna-luna-luna-luna-lunatic (x4)

Still used to walk with your spotty dog

Gazing for hours at the flower beds

Under the victorian canopy

Picking the leaves of the dead trees

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Are we Dreaming? (Kevin Coyne/Paul Wickens)

See the photographs strewn around me

Looks through the windows, they need cleaning

See the lady by the bower

Sits there for hours

She is dreaming (x3)

See the tram cars, see the steeple

See the crumbling aged people

Walk in side ways through the bushes

It's a nice place

If you're dreaming (x2)

Are you dreaming?

Heat the bells go, they're always ringing

Take no notice, just start singing

A passing melody, a little nightmare

It was nothing

I was dreaming (x2), truly dreaming

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

You can keep on talking for hours and hours

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

Remove the sadness, keep on running

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

There's a rythm stuck inside you

You can't loose it though you're dreaming

You're always dreaming, though you're dreaming

Alleluia, we're all rising

Running through the fields

It's not surprising

See the lime lights, feel the sunlight

We'll live forever

Though we're dreaming

Are we dreaming (x5)

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I Really Live Round Here (False Friends) (Kevin Coyne)

You ask me to write a song

Saying how it really feels

To have a wife and a baby and a flatlet

And not enough money, money to eat

You're laughing with your friends

Always giggling with your friends

You're saying it's the end

I'm finished, I'm done, I'm driven round the bend

Chorus: I know what you're thinking

I know my brain is shrinking yeah

I really live round here (x3)

I'm not a millionaire and my patience is thin

You're laughing at my wife

Always laughing at my wife

Always beaming at my wife

And every time you do it, you're cutting like a knife

My children they're scared

They're truly truly scared

Frightened out of their wits

You scare them, you scare them to bits now

Chorus

Have mercy on me

I'm like you, can't you see

I'm just looking for a friend

Friendship, friendship, this is where it ends

I'm going away

To some fields far away

Build myself a country house

I'm living in the basement as frightened as a mouse, yeah

I know what you're thinking

I know my head is shrinking

I really live round here (x3)

I'm not a millionaire and my patience ??

I really live round here (x3)

I'm not a millionaire and my patience ??

Ah ah ah you're laughing

Ah ah ah always laughing

Ah ah ah laughing at me

Laughing at me (repeat)

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Amsterdam (Kevin Coyne)

Painted faces everywhere, I do not see a one

Deas dogs are lying upside down, moulding in the sun

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

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

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

Down in the Melkweg, the heat is on

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

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

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

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

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

Chorus

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

Down in the Melkweg, it is hot

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

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

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

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

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

Chorus

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

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I Only Want to See You Smile (Kevin Coyne)

I only want to see you smile

You know I like it when you smile

It's such a marvelous smile

And you know it's deep like heaven

I want to be your friend

I truly want to be your friend

And the letters that I send

Are filled with heart and love dear

Chorus: A million lullabies

I can see them in your eyes

But last night the lies

Obscured the truth that I love you

Little girl, everywhere your arm surrounds me

Little girl, everytime, I'm glad you found me

It goes on and on

I'll always sing a song

Because our love is strong

We can wipe away the tears and silence

Hold me close

Just a little close

You can ease away the times and pain

And the sadness I felt before you

Chorus

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Juliet And Mark (Kevin Coyne/Bob Ward)

I say now Juliet, you lost your heart and soul, you don't believe in a thing at all, no no no no

You lost your spirit again

I say Mark, you sit in the dark, sitting facing the wall, nobody seems to ever call no no no

You lost your spirit again

Funny how the gramophone never seems to play when you're down, when you're down

You open up the curtains and the world is spinning round, round and round

Said Juliet, read all the books, you read them all, you tore them up no no no

You lost your spirit again

I say Mark, don't stay in the dark, climb a wall, punch a hole through the ceiling, anything no no no

You lost your spirit again

Funny how the gramophone never seems to play when you're down

You open up the curtains and the world seems to go round and round, round and round

I said Juliet, yes I'm knocking, knocking on your walls and pipes and doors no no no

You lost your spirit again

I said Mark, there's a lark in the sky singing, punch a hole in that roof, see the sky no no no

You lost your spirit again

Funny how the gramophone never seems to play when you're down

You open up the curtains and the world seems to go round and round

I said Juliet, I've lost patience, I'm running, gonna catch a train, no no no no

I found my spirit again

I said Mark, I've been in the dark with you too long in the corners, I'm moving out no no no no

I found my spirit again

And it's funny how the gramophone never seems to play when you're down, when you're down

You open up the curtains and the world goes round and round

Juliet, hope you see me, hope you see me smiling in the park today cause no no no no

I found my spirit again

And I said Mark, don't be sharp with me, my mind's free, I found a way no no no you're wrong

I found my spirit again

And it's funny how the gramophone always seems to play when you're up up, up in this world

Strange how the curtains they fall down and the light comes shining in

Let it shine

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Woman, Woman, Woman (Kevin Coyne)

Ha, it's a lonely little bedroom or it could be a club

Where the lights are low, where you've got the stuff

Well there's a man in a coat and his hair slick back

Well he bites his finger nails, he's laying back

Chorus: He needs a woman, woman, woman

A woman, woman, woman

He needs a woman, woman, woman

Yes he wants it just, he needs it, he wants it just, he needs it, he wants it just, he needs it at home

I've got one on my own.

Ah well there's a spiky blonde, showing her legs

He's got to crawl down, he's got to beg

Well she leers at him, she says "Come on"

But he's got to pay for being alone

Chorus

Well it's dark in the streets, the pavements are slime

He don't know about the day, he can't find the time

Well he's searching in windows, in alleyways too

He bows his head, he can't face the truth

Chorus

Ah so what do you do? You just go to bed

Stare at the wallpaper, the light over your head

Just a single bulb, just a single light

Oh what day is it? That's perpetual night

Chorus

How you're feeling (x2)

I know how you're feeling

How is it going?

Don't you cry

Never cry no more (x2)

Never see you cry no more

It's a sad sad song

Of the woman, woman, woman

You need a woman, woman, woman (x6)

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Dance Of The Bourgeoisie (reprise) (Kevin Coyne/Zoot Money)

When the bourgeois dance, when the bourgeois dance, they're in a transe, when the bourgeois dance

Oh when the bourgeois dance, oh when the bourgeois dance, when the bourgeois dance

When the bourgeois dance

Goodnight everybody, sleep well, is it a doll or is it a baby?

Just kick it away

Could be a cat

Notice that cat has still got his balls

Keep the glass

Hi everybody, goodnight everybody (x8)

Goodnight

 

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