KEVIN COYNE LYRICS - ALBUM: Legless in Manilla 1984

 

Big Money Man (Kevin Coyne)

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)


Gina's Song (Kevin Coyne)

Gina light of my life

Gina you're not a wife

Gina in the dark green

Gina you are a queen, a queen of the scene, a queen of what scene?

Gina you understand

Gina you hold a man

Gina you're never down

Gina I'm your little clown, your little clown, you don't put me down

Gina I won't forget

Gina I've no regrets

Gina you're laughing at me

Gina but you can really see, you can really see

Down in the alleyways, the liberators scream, tell me you're just a dream

Down in the alleyways, those that don't know, have never been there so what do they really know? What do they really know?

Gina I see you now

Gina laughing somehow

Gina you like your work

Gina I like your work , I like your work, I like your work

Gina hypocrisy

Gina was never for me

Gina you are so fair

Gina you're always there

You'll always share, you're always there, you'll always share

Down in the alleyways, somewhere deep and dark and light you'll stay (x2)

Down in the alleyways, somewhere deep and dark and light we'll stay


Money Machine (Kevin Coyne)

The money machine grinds on an on

Everybody's go to have a little fun

The money machine is the only one

The money machine grinds on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on

Everybody says they've got a hole somewhere

Pearly gates that they don't want to share

Big money balls bouncing from the sky

The money machine is the only lie, the only lie, the only lie, the only lie

The money machine it laughs at you

Big red lips, it can't tell you the truth

It likes to tell you what it's going to do

But you never know what on earth it's going to do, it's going to do, it's going to do, it's going to do

The money machine is black and gold

Green and white and very old

The money machine is warm and cold (x2) warm and cold, warm and cold

The money machine it cries at you

It calls you a Black and it calls you a Jew

It calls you anything that you want it too (x2) you want it too, you want it too

Money money money money money machine (x8)


Raindrops on the River (John Pigeon/Kevin Coyne)

When you lose your mind, friends get hard to find

Harder to trust, running out of hope

Getting hard to cope (x2)

Dreams turn to dust, there's not an end in sight

You're looking without a light (x2)

Chorus: It's just a raindrop on the river

It's just a wave out on the sea

Like a dark cloud that's drifting in the sky

When it's gone, it won't mean a thing to me, a thing to me

When you're feeling low, it's so hard to know

What's wrong or right, wishing you were dead

Going off your head

Losing the fight (x2)

There's nothing else to do b ut hold on and see it through (x2)

Chorus


Nigel in Napoli (Kevin Coyne)

(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, t hinking of latterly, t hinking of latterly where he belongs?

Nigel in Napoli, t hinking of philately, t hinking latterly, where do I belong?

Nigel in Napoli, he's t hinking latterly There's nowhere I belong

(With the exception of being very close to Natalie)


Zoo Wars (Steve Lamb/Kevin Coyne)

(Welcome) (Achtung)

Confused zoo where chickens have two heads, wild bisons speak French and rare birds wear hats

The keeper's fat and puts his head up the nose of the giraffe to ask the time

There's bad news from Africa

The lions are coming, wild and strong and smelling of aftershave

Soon the gardens will squelch to the sound of gorillas, to the hiss and the stench of anger

Take note of the future

Take note of the future images...

Gay parrots hanging dead in cages

The bold lion will turn on the final tap, making sure they do their jobs effectively

Stupid monkeys, all you do is watch


Black Cloud (Kevin Coyne)

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


Legless in Manilla (John Pigeon/Kevin Coyne)

Legless in Manilla, blind drunk in Singapore

Caught a dose on the Java coast f rom a backstreet teenage whore

Smashed in Santiago , l ost your mind in Salvador

Crawled the bars of Buenos Aires a nd still went back for more

Chorus: Who's going to save you, a washed-up sailor w ho gives a damn if you sink or swim (x2).

Conned in Copenhagen , s toned in Amsterdam

Stood in line for a cold short time w ith a girl dressed as a man

Ripped in New York City , w recked in Montreal

Bust your jaw in a one man war a nd said you had a ball

Chorus

You've seen the Seven Wonders , t hey don't mean a thing

More red lights and bar rooms lights y our last eternal fling

Your ship is a bottle , your world is in a glass

You're just a walking shipwreck , everyday could be your last

Chorus (x2)


Don't Raise an Argument (Kevin Coyne/ Dave Sheen)

Don't raise an argument you might lose (x2)

Fighting all the time and losing most

Don't raise an argument you might lose

Mohicans on the street, children in their heads

Screaming babies, wishing you dead

Don't raise an argument you might lose (x2)

Babies with jack knives aimed at your face

Strong armed sailors, nineteen years old

Don't raise an argument you might lose (x2)

Fat boys on the corner, all well-fed

Wishing their mothers and their fathers dead

Don't raise an argument you might lose (x2)

Alsatians barking on every estate

Come on help me before it's too late

Don't raise an argument you might lose (x2)

One day soon, you're going to lose that fight

You're almost thirty-nine and it's not right

Teach them to care but don't be sure

If you say the wrong thing

They'll knock you to the floor

So I say now

Don't raise an argument you might lose (x2) you might lose, you might lose


Cycling (Kevin Coyne)

We followed mindless gurus in Siam

We tried to reach the peak of Zion

We came to the point but there was no point but...

We just kept on cycling (x4) cycling, cycling

Sing it: We just kept on cycling

We blamed poor El Salvador

Little Nicaragua too

We blamed an Irishman in wellingtons

And we blamed it on the Jews but...

We just kept on cycling (x4)

Sing it: We just kept on cycling

We blamed it on the size of skulls

We said it was to do with bones

We looked into psychiatry

And discovered we were all alone and...

We just kept on cycling (x3)

Sing it: We just kept on cycling

Now when we were twenty-five

We thought we knew the score

Until we had to pay for bricks and mortar

Until we had to build our own kitchen door

And we just kept on cycling (x3)

Sing it: We just kept on cycling

Now the powerhouses of rythm'n'blues

Those who love rock'n'roll

Some of them are well into their forties now

But they still got some soul a nd

They just keep on cycling

They just keep on cycling (you punks)

They just keep on cycling

 

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