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Deacon Blue - B Sides & More (1991 - 2001)

Proud To Be An Arab
Fourteen Years
Faifley
Good
Golden Bells
I Was Like That
Friends Of Billy Bear
Into The Good Night
You Don't Understand
Almost Beautiful
I've Been Making Such A Fool
Sleeper
Paint It Red
Pimp Talking
Cracks You Up
Here On The Wind
Indigo Sky
I'll Be Your Fool
Mexico Rain
Beautiful Stranger
Waves Of Sorrow
Hey Craig
When You Were A Boy, You Were A Beautiful Boy


Proud To Be An Arab

Walk the hill, slowly down
Get all of Saturday's news
From the back of the Grampian end
All Fife's kingdom is in view

The pitch it looks like Blackpool
Sound and light and tangerine
When Andy Dickson's treatment time comes
The Dens reserve game can be seen

And I'm Proud To Be An Arab
Proud of my home team
And I'm Proud To Be An Arab
Old times...and new

The half-time scores make a rusty rising
The crowd are glad of the news
Warmed by the Bovril and the scoreline
The Old Firm 1, Dundee 2

And I'm Proud To Be An Arab
Proud of my home team
Yes I'm Proud To Be An Arab
Old times...and new 


Fourteen Years

Fourteen years on a steam-pack sonny
trying to get the kit off my back
Pushing Shanghai to Liverpool sonny
Pissing in the wind and the flag

You're kipping out in the railway station
Now you've left the navy behind
You're hoping just to ride

Fourteen years of belligerence sonny
Working from Dakar to Belise
Fourteen years of Marine life, baby
Trying to keep a man of your knees

Your kipped out in a railway station
Now you've left the navy behind

You're hoping just to ride
hoping just to ride
hoping just to ride 


Faifley

Faifley had a black cloud around it
There was nobody there and someone had stole the chimneys
Fifteen dogs ran up the street
Looking for the Hepatitis Hospital
And a cat with a bread poultice was singing shangalang backwards

The Sunday Mail says Woodys in Japan now
I'd made it through Partic, Whiteinch, Scotstoun and Yoker
I was here same as everyone
No more fags, no more Giro, No more Petrol 


Good

Now everyone's singing
How baby's in black
She got Holy Rocker
Mad Dog he called Ronnie
Say here come old flat top
Come moving up slowly
And she got a smile
I can feel in my hip pocket

And I cry, I cry, I cry
Yes I sigh
Well it's a big big dream
But it's a good one

And she's beside me at the wheel
It seems so real
And the driving it's so tiring
And tank is less than zero
And my lips are chapped
What with the roof down flat
And my lips are aching
And My Veins Is Busting

And I cry, I cry, I cry
Yes I sigh
Well it's a big big drream
But it's a good one

And baby's got style
Like a missile silo
And she got speed
Like a Derby Racer
So you think I'm confused
In this wild hard mood?
No, no she leads me by the hand
Can't be bad 


Golden Bells

Well the choirs were singing and the candles they were burning
And the lantern girls and alter boys were crossed and cleaned
And my baby and me watched the prayers go higher and higher
As we sadly, slowly, surely took our leave

We're crying now
We we're crying then
Hearing golden bells

So we walked the long mile from the chapel gates
And I felt her warm in my hand as the wind drew us faster
We had no names or flowers in the churchyard
No cards or pity just a childlike space in our hearts

We're crying now
We we're crying then
Hearing golden bells

Oh the light that shines on life
And the living that can tell
Oh the joy, when the gates we reach
And ring those golden bells 


I Was Like That

Ok ........, yes ....
Come away in
Come away in...
See this motor son
This motor'll take you to Edinburgh and back in twa‘oor

See this motor
This motors had wan wuman driver in it for fifteen year
She locked the door in October and didnt even take it out till March

See this motor by the way
I wanted m'sel y'know fur the wife
You coudnae go wrong wi a wee caur like this
I wouldnae have said this ten year ago
I like the japanese caurs m'self

See the woman that sold me the motor
She came in here and the tears was coming doon her face
She wisnae sure if she could bear to part with it
I was like that


The Friends Of Billy Bear

Is there a wolf in the house
Or a scapegoat or a man who's never scared
Is there anyone that can show me a photograph
Is there a friend of Billy Bear

Because he's as tough as railings and built like a hill
His head's a gentle slope for the good to fall on
And all across the weekend he'll make you aware
That come Monday moring you're a friend of Billy Bear

Is there a woman indoors or a child in disguise
Or a dog that's not sized his boot soles
Is there a board that's never felt his terrible tread
Or a window never shook by Billy Bear

Is there a mother of a son not worried when he comes
Busrting through his clothes like a sunset
Or some poor forgotten burn whose life not overturned
By the freewheeling tow of Billy Bear

Is there a wolf in the house
Or a scapegoat or a man who's never scared
Is there anyone that can show me a photograph
Is there a friend of Billy Bear 


Into The Good Night

Under the braw city night
And under the warm summer light
The evening begins
The day's been lightened with song
As glad as the winter is long
And so we begin

As far as the stars are from here
We'll travel together my dear
Wherever lovers may go
We'll step out into the good night

And into the farthest of hopes
And tied by the lightest of ropes
We'll sail away
And pulled by the sounds of the waves
And stories of heavenly places
We'll go on our way

As far as the stars are from here
We'll travel together my dear
Wherever lovers may go
We'll step out into the good night

I never even played you this song
Don't know that it might be wrong
You might never say
So let's do what lovers will do
Step out in the gathering rooms
And give love away

As far as the stars are from here
We'll travel together my dear
Wherever lovers may go
We'll step out into the good night 


You Don't Understand
(Unreleased)

Here's a cry for every lie you tried but didn't know I saw
And a sigh for every poor man,and woman and child that you ignore
Here's some wounded sailors from fighting your war overseas
Good God almighty Its pulling me down on my knees

But if you don't know where you hurt
Where you wound and you bite and you burn
Then you don't understand

Now I'm the man who crumbled five years into your plan
And I'm dreaming of days when my hands and face were oily and blackened
Finnieston's howling ghost ships are all I can see
But now I shiver and shift and I'm worried
So I drift -'cause I know that I'm beaten

But if you think we don't know that you know
Each time we tumble under your blows
Then you don't understand

Its goodbye tonight ,I'm catching the ten o'clock train
Its leaving central station and pulling out of this wind and this terminal rain

So its bye bye, Glasgow
Bye bye baby goodbye
Ooh be lah , we na na
There's only so long you can try 


Almost Beautiful

There is something almost right
There is something that really talks to me
There is something wrong but almost good
There is something that nearly terrifies

There is something more we can talk about
Maybe there is something we can change
If there are ways to go then let us
We don't want to live this always

Cry your heart
For something good you'd do it for
You try so hard
For something, almost beautiful

Far and distant from what you see is what is there
And that love there is something wonderful,wonderful
There's nowhere to go but here
And nothing To find that isn't beautiful

And all that's lost you count as nought
To what is there so free, so free
We don't wanna live this way always
No way,  no way, no way I said

Cry your heart
For something good you'd do it for
You try so hard
For something almost beautiful


I've Been Making Such A Fool

I've been making such a fool of me
Drinking more than the Irish sea
Even my old friends say I never should be
Talking on the last bus telling all the folks
Of things we did together all on our own

Talking on the last bus telling all the folks
Of things we did together all on our own

Such a fool of me
Such a fool of me
Such a fool of me 


Sleeper

Tired night driver dawn
Brakes clash with the lights on
Dashboard panel neon sign
London five, anywhere miles away
He's been in the seat
Under the sparkle sky
Picking out the cats eyes
Over the miles away
I'm not her cover man
Just she never did understand
l’m not your best friend
I'm just a sleeper

You've been missing traffic
Travelling in the underbelly
Wonder ‘bout the neighbourhood threat
Thats hanging over
Could you be the one they thought of
Pulling out all the stops
To catch you with your punch clock
And take time just to knock you off
Hes just a criminal
Hes just a night keeper
Don’t think he’ll upset you
Cause he's just a sleeper

Big black Billy Dan
Didnae give a monkey damn
Took the road to sleep in
And the river for to weep in
Everyone was sure he took
All that shit for god’s sake
Now he's in the avenue
Making plans for human means
The man looks like nothing
Comes on like a creeper
Don't be fooled by nothing
Hes just a sleeper

Some folk don’t rest up
Or give up or shut up
Or put up or back up
From things that make the heart stop
So dont go thinking that
This is much sweeter
Put up your fences
Cause I'm the restless sleeper
You think you've got the class war
Beaten up and gone forever
You know the troubles coming
Riding on the sleeper


Paint It Red

l’ve got it all to do; the purples, green and golden hues
In the bright new world
Lets take all the people too
You and me and Emeroo in her frills and curls
Outside here its so lovely
Outside here we're so free, so cool and everything

I see the birds so high all above my head
And the roads all broken and theres nothing there instead
l’m going out there and I'm going to paint it red

l’ll take the shiny road, the rivers and the rolling hills
And you have here
I’ll follow the yellow sun, and all the ways it burns
And you stay here

Inside now its so lonely
Inside now you just cant see or feel or anything


Pimp Talking

There are words that will make you
Make you angry and happy all at once
All at once everything changes
Changes over the whole wide world
Aaaaahhhhhhh

This is not the worst thing
It's not the only thing
It's not the real thing
It's just a pimp talking
It's just a pimp talking

There are words as big as work
They will hook you then slap you some
Some people find better ways of making money
Money's something that you get not make
Aaaaahhhhhhh


Cracks You Up

Cracks you up the wind does
Breaks all the places you faced
Picks you up and snaps you
Just when you thought you’d resist

Here come the blue suit with a good smile and
a voice so sure
Saying its hard

Cracks you up this sorrow opens up the things that are bare
Rains in on your home and your love and it makes you bleed
Here comes the evil eye and his handsome face and his
promise of big skies
Saying its hard, this will be hard

If you're in the big room and the winters kept outside
If you're on the wide road and the houses pass you by
lf you’re on the big jet and the clouds blackout the skyline
You won't be cracking up this time

Cracks you up the daytime shines on your long night
Shows up all the heartache, all thc things you disavow
Here comes the radio singing love will win all over again
It’s so hard but you dont see


Here On The Wind

The Garden of Eden
The ancient of days
The wild dreams that wake us
The life before death
The mocking red sun
The night that will come

In my darkness and solitude
Everything will come and i'll know it's true
Here on the wind
Here on the wind
I'll hear on the wind
I'll hear on the wind

I'll listen in silence
For the things to believe in
For the blue black night cat
And his prey that's a hiding
For the new born baby
Who's life will be struggle

In my life i've tried to keep
The turning world from touching me
Here on the wind
Here on the wind
I'll hear on the wind
I'll hear on the wind

I hear on the wind such terrible things
About the earth that is savaged and scalded and changed
And where the splinter moon shines on the darkening sea
Where the southern sailors sail to be free
And I never did see I only believe
What I hear on the wind I hear on the wind 
What I hear on the wind I hear on the wind 


Indigo Sky

We went as we know how
As far as the wind and the sky would allow
Waking from sleep
Alive to the noise we came

After the turn of the year
With only the sky as a silver seer
Of anything restively turning
And slowly beginning

Now even the weatherman's smiling
He never could see it this good
Why are we sore afraid
That under the indigo sky
We'll sing, we'll drink and we'll cry

After the falling apart
After the noise and the guilt and the hurt
We woke from sleep
And saw that it wasn't a dream

Was it a trick of the light
That there in the spirit damned, demon night
We lit a fire
And only crowded around it

Now even the weatherman's smiling
He never could see it this good
Why are we sore afraid
That under the indigo sky we lay down and we died

Under the indigo sky
We lay down and we died 


I'll Be Your Fool
(Unreleased)

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Don't know what I'm gonna do 'til Monday
Don't know how I'm gonna get through today

Don't how I can see past Wednesday
You Don't know everything I do for you

Yeah yeah

I'll be inside or outside or anywhere
Just to find out where it is you live
Just to know the little things you care about
You don't know what I wouldn't give

I don't wanna be your only boy
I'll do anything you want, yes babe
You can say anything you want to
I'll be nothing but your fool

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Give me something just to keep my tongue tied
Give me comfort for the cold, cold, cold babe
Give me a reason not to have around your picture
Give me a bird or a light

I don't wanna be your only boy
I'll do anything you want, yes babe
You can say anything you want to
I'll be nothing but your fool

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

I don't wanna be your only boy
I'll do anything you want, yes babe
You can say anything you want to
I'll be nothing that you care about

I don't care if I'm your enemy
I don't care if you don't ever say
I don't care if theres another guy
I don't care about your jealousy you wait and see
I'll be nothing but your fool

I'll be your fool
I'll be your fool

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah



Mexico Rain

I have come five thousand miles and tried to find the ways
To be happy
Travelled through the setting sun I hear those blue lights come
I come gladly
Jesus weeps does no one sleep here anymore?

Just a dime and a half and I'm in oblivion
Well I'll be sure
Get it together in a room with a T.V. on
The world gets better
I'm on a terrace with a bet on the obvious
It's gonna shine some more
Then the thunder struck and the lightning flashed
Ooh, ooh, that Mexico rain

Jenny's in the jail for telling tales
For gold and silver pieces
And the whole world's reading braille like slow snails
Till the story turns stale and ceases
I'm not coming back down here anymore

Just a dime and a half and I'm in oblivion
Oh I'll be sure
Get it together in a room with a T.V. on
The world gets better
I'm on a terrace with a bet on the obvious
It's gonna shine some more
Then the thunder struck and the lightning flashed
I put it all on a certain return
Then lost a dollar fifty on Mexico rain 


Beautiful Stranger

Seven lonely days in a fifty ton lorry
I know you made me what l am
And I fall to pieces
Johnny Cash in black singin’ understand your man from St. Ouentin
Crossing Tarbert to Gigha
Oh lonesome me howled Box Car Willie coming out of Tobermory
To the Sound in the morning
Patsy Clines on the air says l’ve loved and lost again
From now on all of my friends are gonna be strangers

So I fell in love with a beautiful stranger
Its just an arrangement
I leave the first light of day
This one goes out
To my beautiful stranger
I slipped so quietly away

By the window where she stands she counts the rosary
In her hand
And knows it wasn't God who planned to make
Honky-tonk angels
She makes the bed all alone but ‘a house without love is not a home’
Plays on the radio
She says why cant he be you I hear you've gone from
Brown to blue
Since the holiday for two but I don’t need to know that
Right now
I love you so much it hurts he cursed
As his truck tyres lurched down the old dirt track
Road again

She fell in love with a beautiful stranger
There's no arrangement
He leaves the first light of day
This one goes out
To my beautiful stranger
Time slips so easily away
Time slips so easily away


Waves Of Sorrow

There are waves and waves of sorrow still to come
And you'll watch and wait and lie beneath each one
When the last things gone and broken you'll never even know
But another place will open and you'll begin again

No swords like sorrow and pain
Just gifts of love baby
No sorrows like sorrow and pain
Just gifts of love baby

And in your waving sorrow and in your drowning pain
Caught in the seconds glimpse the will to love again
When the last has gone and broken you'll never even know
But another place will open and you'll begin again

There are waves and waves of sorrow still to come


Hey Craig

Had a band once 
With bass and drums 
I sang and played piano 
Craig played guitar 
Always knew the tunes 
had the records 
made tapes - kept dates 
Never fell over 
Once when we were in the car 
Listening back smiling 
We felt surrounded by stars 

Hey Craig do you still wear 
Your guitar down to your knees 
D'you still throw up your window 
And let out the old year 

I remember once someone 
Letting off fireworks 
And you out your window 
Wondering where the war was 
Bought a jacket scrolled 
With Rock 'n' Roll 
I never wore 
You took it everywhere 
Moved your sister's stuff 
In a van 
your mum drove us home again 

Hey Craig, the kids are growing up 
you can be young again 
Hey Craig, let's say "the Shields is gallus" 
One more time again 
Hey Craig, we'll stop the car now 
And check the trees again 
Hey Craig, we'll do what we did badly 
and do it bad again 

Bad again 
It all comes back again 
Bad again 
It all comes back again 

Wrote this on an old tape 
Lush were still bleeding through 
Thought you'd understand that 
It's sure to happen happen on this tape too


When You Were A Boy, You Were A Beautiful Boy
(The Prisoner's love song)

I want to love you
But everything is gonna to have to change
This cell's taught me
That everything can be chained
You read my letters
See all  my cares
You see time passing
I see me and you will say

When you were a boy (you were a boy)
You were beautiful
When you were a boy (you were a boy)
You were beautiful
When you were a boy
I never thought you would be looking for such a girl

I'm going to love you
But things are going to be so strange
You'd better get ready
To make up your mind for your own way
I know December
But you say May
You'll say tomorrow
Nearly every day.......and then you say