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Deacon Blue - B Sides & More (1987 - 1990)

Ribbons And Bows
Long Distance From Just Across The Road
Which Side Are You On?
Church
Suffering
Shifting Sand
Ronnie Spector
Just Like Boys
That Brilliant Feeling
Punch And Judy Man
Disneyworld
S.H.A.R.O.N.
Little Lincoln
It's Not Funny Anymore
Take Me To The Place
Take The Saints Away
Long Window To Love
London A To Z
Back Here In Beanoland
Down In The Flood
Undeveloped Heart
My America
Las Vegas
Souvenirs
Don't Let The Teardrops Start
Love You Say
Let Your Hearts Be Troubled
Is It Cold Beneath The Hill?
Killing The Blues
Gentle Teardrops
That Country (Beneath Your Skin)
Christine


Ribbons And Bows

She carries her burden like a burning flame
And it's hurting ‘cause its never tamed
Not like her, she's not wild and free
And her walk don‘t break easily

She’ll let it down once
She’ll let it down twice
She’ll let it all go
But everyone knows
It's just ribbons and bows

She takes her burden from where she takes her strength
No contradiction from within herself
Outside shes smiling, she don’t believe
The lies that shes spinning
She dont know it's a sin

To let it down once
She’ll let it down twice
She’ll let it all go
But everyone knows
It's just ribbons and bows

So take your burden and let it down slow
Push your hair back let your face glow
Break your step from a forward march
And run free till those feelings pass

And let it down once
She’ll let it down twice
She’ll let it all go
But everyone knows
It's just ribbons and bows


Long Distance From Just Across The Road

Babys a ride away in a taxi cab
Babys stuck at home there behind the Ocean bar
I've got some money and no strength left
I've got some money and no strength left

I never write I never come home
I never write I never come home

You say you've got that baby breathing inside
You say you've got that boy right by your side
I'm on long distance from just across the road
I'm on long distance from just across the road


Which Side Are You On
(Florence Reece)

Which side are you on?
(Which side?)
Which side are you on?
(Which side?)
Which side are you on?
(Which side?)
Which side are you on?

Come all of you good workers
Good news to you I’ll tell
Of how that good old union
Has come in here to dwell

They say in Harlan County,
There are no neutrals there
You’ll either be a union man
Or a thug for J.H. Blair

Workers can you stand it
Tell me how you can
Will you be a union scab
Or will you be a man

Don’t scab for the bosses
Don’t listen to their lies
Us poor folks haven’t got a chance
Unless we organize

Slow trains been coming
Since 1979
It's time us folk decided
Which side we are on


Church

This town takes a lot of beating babe
It mostly comes from you
It takes a lot to crush it too
But you would try that too
This town takes a lot to make it cry
When you've seen the devil passing
It isn't only that you prophecy
But you make it happen

If its imprtant l'd like to know
Why not sing it out loud in your own
Ch-Ch-Church

l’ve heard that you loved him Bo
And that she loves you too
Whats wrong with flesh and blood
That makes your work seem so good
How come we’re all here again
Railed and railed upon
Talking all this hullabaloo
Just cause you dont like something

When and if you've got something to say
Well sing it out loud in your own
Ch-Ch-Church

Whats all this talking about anyway...


Suffering

The little shivers that you never get
The cold showers that don't leave you wet
Brazen boy you know we try to forget
About the hurt and blood all the useless sweat

But still you're suffering for everything that sounds like fun
You‘re suffering, what have you learned?
But still you’re suffering for everything that sounds like fun
You're suffering, what have you learned?

You're still above the men of little faith
They love your jokes and your books and your rage
Cause they're still reading when you turn the page
They love the way we never guess your age

You're in the dungeon waiting for the wrath of the world
You’re in the dungeon waiting for the wrath of the world
What have you learned?
What have you learned?

You wanted a big love, you wanted a big love
All you ever got was your suffering


Shifting Sand

Long blown strip of shifting sand
Where have your friends gone now the suns not holding hands

The fat man who strolled you
The children who broke you
The muscles that climbed on your strong tanned back

The women that were young on you
The ones that only swum off you
They’re as fickle as the sun with you
Leaving me here blown about on you

Happy just to stay here
Tripped by the waste and the deck chairs
Teased by the wind and gulls in chase
Oh...long, blown


Ronnie Spector

I take off my glasses and I pull on my shirt
I call up my friends on my long ,long list
I said I've got a reason just to get to the coast
I'll stand on the streets where all the books were wrote

I remember words
That ran around my head
And made no sense at all
And rained right off my tongue
Like mother, love and Ronnie Spector

I'm in an old Humber that takes a old, old road
And remembering the smell of summer on the parcel shelf
And opening up the quarter light and holding out a scythe
That levels out the landscape as a car, car travels

I remember words
That ran around my head
and made no sense at all
And rained right off my tongue
Like mother, love and Ronnie Spector

If these things don't get me then walking in the rain will
If these things don't get me then walking in the rain will
Like Ronnie Spector


Just Like Boys

You bet you need protection
From the big love heartbeat
But this boys intentions
Don’t count for nothing so sweet

Man he call it drama
And woman call it dream
Man he call it joy
its a woman's scream
Man he point the finger
And the family feel the nail
Man he call it home
its a womans jail

When you hear the big love heartbeat
Remember its an empty noise
We’re just sucking you down sweet
Like you’re only sugar toys
Aint that just like boys

Bobby wants to say
What Sally don’t enjoy
Tommy wants to play
Like Angela's a toy
Georgie wants to kiss
Though he knows that Sharon's coy
And Ronnie wants to scam about
Things he can destroy


That Brilliant Feeling

I hope one day all the waters will clear
I want to see them rolled away
I hope one day all the stones and the secrets
I want to see them blown away, so get in love

Call me joy, call me will, call me anything
Call me hopeful
I've got that brilliant feeling

I hope one day all the lies and dust
I want to see them blown away
I hope one  day I stand on these sands
I want to be there so get in love

Call me joy ,call me will, call me anything
Call me hopeful
I've got that brilliant feeling

I hope one day they'll turn around all things
I hope one day they'll turn around all things
I hope one day they'll turn around all things
So get in love

Call me joy ,call me will, call me anything
Call me hopeful
I've got that brilliant feeling

One bright morning
I'll fly away


Punch And Judy Man

Beach folk dom like rainy weather
They don’t love life
I need the rain and the road
I need both the rain and the road

I'm just a Punch and Judy man
Thats all I am
I need the sea and the sand
I'm just a Punch and judy man
Thats all I am
I need those lives in my hand

Its not for me to take sides, no
Though il comes so easy
I need your strength and your remorse
I need your silence and your discourse


Disneyworld

I think the whole world should look good
That's important to me
Everyone should look good
And when they die they should die with their boots on
And their hearts on fire

When I die they'll cry
I'll have candy and chocolate whirls
And party gowns framing bonny girls
Will carry me off to Disneyworld

I think the whole world should be funny
Thats important to me
If you can't be funny don't be ugly
When they speak they should speak with their hands firmly on their hearts

When I die they'll cry
I'll have candy and chocolate whirls
And party gowns framing bonny girls
Will carry me off to Disneyworld

I like to see people happy
Singing on the way to work
Children and animals happy
When they laugh they should laugh like us
Not like other creatures do

When I die they'll cry
I'll have candy and chocolate whirls
And party gowns framing bonny girls
Will carry me off to Disneyworld 


S.H.A.R.O.N.

The first thing Sharon I ever learned
Never trust a man with confiidence again
The next thing sharon I'd over heard
The fact he's seeing you again is no coincidence

Cos' Sharon he wants you
And I know he lied
When he says he wants you to be his bride
Therse no telling you Sharon cos' god knows I've tried
And what hurts me Sharon, you don't know why, you don't know why

S.H.A.R.O.N.
S.H.A.R.O.N.
Yeah its winter now but it was summer then

The next thing Sharon between you and me
Is for you to see and me to believe
Cos' somehow its harder when your far away
Knowing your happy in your own particular way

Cos' Sharon he wants you
And I know he lied
When he says he wants you to be his bride
Therse no telling you Sharon cos' god knows I've tried
And what hurts me Sharon , you don't know why , you don't know why

S.H.A.R.O.N.
S.H.A.R.O.N.
And its winter now but it was summer then

S.H.A.R.O.N.
S.H.A.R.O.N.
And Again, And Again, And Again, And Again

The last thing Sharon I ever wanted was leave you
Broken and permanently haunted
The last thing Sharon I ever wanted was leave you
Broken and permanently haunted

S.H.A.R.O.N.
The last thing Sharon I ever wanted was leave you
Broken and permanently haunted
Sharon
Lets go tonight

Little Lincoln

In this country dreams don't sleep
Hands stay open wide as the streets in your pocket
Under your shoes these golden roads
keep telling you

Find out fast, Find out hard, Your little Lincoln, Little Ford

Want to walk tall
As the buildings go mountain tops of Colorado
You're rolling faster than the big cars go
Big cars hit hard and knock you low

Find out fast, Find out hard, Your little Lincoln, Little Ford

Men talk loud
What they can ill afford little Lincoln yeah little Ford
The whole world sleeps and baby you drive
Taking the ocean in your stride never crosses your mind

That wheel keep turning lights keep falling
White walled tyres keep burning

Find out fast, Find out hard, Your little Lincoln, Little Ford
Find out fast, What the can ill afford,Little Lincoln, Little Ford
Find out fast, Find out hard, Your little Lincoln, Little Ford


It's Not Funny Anymore
(Greg Norton, Bob Mould, Grant Hart)

You can do what you want to do
You can say what you want to say
You can think what you think you want
It doesn't matter anyway

It's not funny anymore
It's not funny anymore

Play what you want to play
Hear what you want to hear
Don't worry about the result
Or the effect it has on your career

It's not funny any more
It's not funny anymore

Act like you want to act
Be what you want to be
Find out who you really are
And don't pay any attention to me

It's not funny any more
It's not funny any more
It's not funny anymore
It's not funny anymore


Take Me To The Place
(For Oscar Marzaroli 1933 - 1988)

Take me to the place where your heart hurts most
Lead me through the dark world gates down there
Where all the ghosts of sorrow and pain
And fear and despair stay hiding
And we'll walk right through to our own way, our own place

There's a beach that I walk so long and so broad
Oceans away miles longer than pain
In my glad dreams, I  take you there, and it's easy
Because the work and the hours
And the pay are far behind our sure steps

My heart longs to be next to you
My heart want's to be there, be there with you
Where it's warm and tender and mercy flows like a river
And there you stand with your wide open hands
And say abide with me 


Take The Saints Away

When I was just six years old
They told me that one day
They'd take the saints away
Had I known then what I know
I would never say
I'd go with the saints some day

Oh I would love to say
Maybe I'll fly some day
When they take the saints away
They take the saints away

If they'd asked me honestly,
Would you giv your love away
I'd answer carefully
Then I'd turn my face into the wind
And Sigh with my eyes firm
Only if they leave me this way

Oh I knew better then
My heart is weaker that it's ever been
I know they wouldn't leave me this way
When they took the saints away

Sing it angels....

Ooh send me down light but don't take the saints away
Send me down, sned me down, send me down
But don't take the saints away


Long Window To Love

You're taking down the signs
Now the time has come and the cleansing's coming
You're turning down the lights
In this cruel light symbols mean nothing

You're taking down the signs
Turning round your eyes
From dreams that seem so bright
Flying hope like kites
Hold loved ones tight
And turning to the light of that long window to love

And you forget about the years
About the planting and the dying and the growing
And you forget about your cares
But you remember that they've been forgotten
By the people sent to London

They're taking down your cares
Drinking off your tears
Gambling on your fears
For things that cost so dear
And won't be paid for years
Hoping you won't stare down that long window to love

They'd burgle all your sanity if it would let them hold you under
They'd knock on your door so hard the frame would crack under the strain
Its just the same ,just the same, Its just the same ,just the same

You're taking down the signs
Now the time has come and the cleansing's coming
You're turning down the lights
In this cruel light symbols mean nothing

You're taking down the signs
Turning round your eyes
From dreams that seem so bright
Flying hope like kites
Hold loved ones tight
And turning to the light of that long window to love 


London A To Z

I'm walking down Duke Street
With a family in my hand
And the London A - Z
|'ve got a brother in customs
And a kid in my arms
And the London A - Z

And the real world
And the real friends
And the real love will never end
If somebody says that they love you
If somebody says that they care
If somebody wants to protect you
It will do you no good

Theres a boat in the harbour
And a big new world
And the London A - Z
Theres our gold in their houses
All I've got in my hand
ls the london A - Z

It will break your heart
I'm so far from monsoon rain
Falling down, falling down
Now I'm standing far from home
In a western town


Back Here In Beanoland

Every day they write the headlines
Talking diamonds talking steel
Don't talk things that folk don't know
Talk about money and stuff that's real

Back here in Beanoland the bubble is bursting
All things get busted, some things get builded
Old ladies write letters old men dream memories
Back here in Beanoland all things are real

Everyday my neighbour drives 
For the company from the south
Tells the stories of how things are there
Talks about their life talks about ours

Back here in Beanoland the bubble is bursting
All things get busted, some things get builded
Old ladies write letters old men dream memories
Back here in Beanoland all things are real

I've trying to find a reason
Like I've been trying to leave this house
Every day they cross that great bridge
And watch those trains pull in and out
Those trains, those trains, those trains 
Yeah, those trains, those trains

Back here in Beanoland the bubble is bursting
All things get busted, some things get builded
Old ladies write letters old men dream memories
Back here in Beanoland all things are real

All things are real


Down In The Flood

Hard to be happy in your home town
Hard to be happy when the sun goes down
Hard to be happy when you're down, down, down

Walk to the river
And the river dont stop
Try to cling on
To the hands on the clock
The clock keep turning
And the river keeps rolling
And the man from the ministry said
People keep drowning ain‘t that sad

Hard to be happy in your home town
Hard to be happy when the sun goes down
Hard to be happy in your home town
Hard to be happy when you're down, down, down
In the flood

Joseph was a walking
Down by the shore
Mary was a talking
'Cause the weights getting more
People are just floating
Driven bythe wind
Getting pulled down
By the western swim

I need some rope and some high mountain
And some wheels of fire to leave this hurricane
I need some ground and some real good friend
And some God-blest-hope to hit the land again


Undeveloped Heart

My friend David told me
My heart beats like a dream
Down there at the railway station
The lights are turning green
That little black-robed Franciscan priest struts down the Lugarno
Tips his hat at all the North Americans
And dreams the dream of the Argonauts

We know the truth ofthe undeveloped heart
Poplars on the Seine and Sunset Boulevard
The noise that can drive a love asunder
Sometimes your dreams can leave you under

We go climbing down myriad flights of stairs
Blowing off heat and dust
Stretch our romantic souls to cover the wanderlust
At midnight in some strange city black-burned and medieval
We shiver inside our paper thin raincoats
At the silence that knows no evil


My America

Church bells go ringing for you and I
This bright sky is singing for you and I
All the land goes laughing into that glad goodbye
All the land goes laughing into that glad goodbye

Oh my America my new found land
Oh my America my new found land

Church bells go ringing and strangers cry
People keep bring their sad,sad smiles
Time wont even listen to why we had to lie
Time wont even listen to why we had to lie

Oh my America my new found land
Oh my America my new found land

Listen to the wave crash
Listen to the wave on the wide sound

She's far and she's wide and she's one small step away
She's far and she's wide and she's one small step away

Church bells keep ringing for you and I
We rush, we live, we laugh for some time night
These green fields and roads go rolling in your eye
These green fields and roads go back and back and back

Oh my America my new found land
My my America, my sweet America
Sweet sweet America, sweet sweet America
My my America my new found land
Oh my America


Las Vegas

You call me central
You call me anything
That seems unbreakable
You call me ‘Love Will Bring'

These tender moments,
You know the difference
Between what love can buy
And love can win

You break your way into my heart
Las Vegas
Las Vegas
You break your way into my heart

I dont do what |’m told
And yet I‘m good as gold
You say you treasure me
But you want me to be free

How can I travel far
As your lone fixed star
Am I within your means
As a town in your dreams?

You want to reach me
When l’m in
You want to play
You want to win
You want to visit
Sing, sing, sing
This is no place for
A poor girl like me


Souvenirs

Only one song to sing now
As you bring in these home chores
And curtain over windows
Dry your eyes on wornout clothes

You sing - I'm such a fool for loving you
So low I might not hear it
And the souvenirs they cover you
From the danger of believing it

Things that made our world seem good
Are stored in photo spiral pads
And every one is saved by you
To make our world seem glad


Don't Let The Teardrops Start

Tomorrow's a holiday and we will be high all day
Singing and playing shows and going as far as the country bus goes
And the bands will be swinging as high as the swing boat goes
And the trees will be swaying and the boats will be heading out to the sea

So don't let the teardrops start for all of the times you've had
Go now and rest your weary heart tomorrow is near

'Cause all the friends are departing the night skies are parting
Late drinkers are singing their way home and the tower bell is ringing over the way
Seems like the country is smiling the good times returning
Don't let your eyes start clouding  and your old songs start bringing you down again

Hey don't let the teardrops start for all of the times you've had
Go now and rest your weary heart
Tomorrow is near

Love You Say

So its May and you’re standing here for a day
Till the weather changes it always changes
There you go now with an ice-ream down the beach
Running sand through your fingers standing miles
out of reach

You talk, you don‘t do
I've got to live in this place you’re just passing through
Love you say love you say
I'm going to do these things today

Now its autumn and its getting cold and dark
I'm still sitting but you keep on moving past
I'm not the first so let me be the last
Let me be somewhere where I matter


Let Your Hearts Be Troubled

Let your hearts be troubled
Sleep not too soft
Know your griefs have friends
Be still, let go your anger
The day will soon be here again
Tomorrow may take longer

Once upon a time a palace there was
And it was in winter
Oh the dark was bitter
Men came that day to see a prince
To ask him for some sunlight

Well the prince called his choice soldiers out

Cant you hear the guns
See men falling low
Their eyes like tunnels where they fell
Through those tunnels we must go

Three men, Gordon, Budowski and Pitoku
Wanted to meet but what could they do
For japan, jamaica and Poland you see
Are far, far apart way over the sea

So here's what they did, they got themselves dead
One by gun, one by rope, one by losing his head
And that's how they met
But wasn’t that silly
We learn from this that freedom is folly


Killing The Blues

I was counting the blues like a rhythm machine
Making a list of bad places that I'd ever been
Bad women who sold me bad friends who told me
Fat times that withered too lean

The whisky was sour, the music was stale
Love was a joke and freedom was a jail
It seemed the next bar was a distance too far
I looked up and you were my bail

Ray-gun smile won't you stay for a while
Feels like you'lI always be news
It looks like your face is the only good news
Stay with me your killing the blues

l’ve got no car outside and no house in the hills
The keys to no kingdom and no magic cure
Theres nothing more real than the way I feel
Whatever you find here is yours

Well theres only one place that we have to go
And lonely is all that we've got to lose
Out there its bad weather lets stay close together
Well stay with me your killing the blues

Stay with me your killing the blues
Whatever you've got I can use
Whatever you’re saying the game is, I'm playing
Stay with me your killing the blues


Gentle Teardrops

There was ice and broken pavements on the hill town
And the light was falling from the infirmary
And the last of the dogs was barking
At the steps from gentle teardrops and me

And I asked about her sister and her mother
And her Uncle Tom serving on the sea
And her grampa's gammy leg that kept him in his bed
And kept out gentle teardrops and me

And its a long way to keep up conversation
When your broken up over fish 'n' chips and peas
And the grease is on your arm
Like a girl you've never worn
Walking home gentle teardrops and me

It's a cold cold night..Its a cold cold night

And I wont forget September is your birthday
And  the present's been paid up for fifteen weeks
And I'll send it through to Louise
You can take it as you please
With love the gentle teardrops from me
With love the gentle teardrops....from...me

Yes we're rolling home...Ahh we're rolling home
With gentle teardrops...Ahh we're rolling home
With gentle teardrops 


That Country (Beneath Your Skin)

The wars still on
Little angel, little angel
You're safe in that city
little angel, little angel

And l’m out here pumping tyres
Naming books l’ve never read
Naming scenes l’ve never seen
Naming this drink and this bread

And it's taken me some time now but l’ve got here
Smuggling hope and smuggling dope just to talk here
In this place God gave a name to, God named you
What are we gonna do now that we’ve found lt?

The name's still good
Little angel, little angel
It still seems good
Call her angel, call her angel

And I'm out here finding rules
And does that make it right?
If you can't find a sin to name it by?
If you cant find a law to hang it on?
That country beneath your skin


Christine

They’re laughing now down at the turnstiles
They wrote you off more than twice
Cause your step and your style fooled them
You’re really twice the size
And you saw them taking your picture
Taking shots of you and me
But I hope they‘|| like this message
Though they caught us we’re still free

Ooh Christine your name was perfect
Ooh Christine, God only knows it

Well I'm going to drive you north now
Drive you nearer to me
I want the light in your eye girl
To shine and shine and still be free
Free, free, free, free
Once chance look, you might be gone
But I want you still free