I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no
I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no and
I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no
I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no ...
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V oh no ARRGH...
I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no
I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no and
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V oh no...
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V oh no....
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V oh no...
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V oh no ARRGH....
I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no
I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no ...
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V oh no...
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V oh no....
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V oh no...
Because I'm empty
Because of M.T.V oh no ARRRRRRGGGGGH!!!!
Women's Needs lyrics - The Cribs
In a radius of a thousand miles
I find it strange no one makes me smile
You should understand
You still have to try
When we're all the same
I was almost right
And evening comes and I feel no different
Sorry my friend, I just can't do nothing
Evening comes and I feel no different
Sorry my friend, I just can't do nothing
In a radius of a thousand miles
You find it strange no one makes me smile
You should understand
You still have to try
We're not all the same
I was almost right
And see those guys I guess they're quite clever
Get you outside
Women's needs, whatever
See those guys they think they're so clever
Spot them outside
Women's needs, whatever
And evening comes and I feel no better
It's closing time
Women's needs, whatever
Evening comes and I feel no better
It's closing time
Women's needs, whatever
I find it strange no one makes me smile
You should understand
You still have to try
When we're all the same
I was almost right
And evening comes and I feel no different
Sorry my friend, I just can't do nothing
Evening comes and I feel no different
Sorry my friend, I just can't do nothing
In a radius of a thousand miles
You find it strange no one makes me smile
You should understand
You still have to try
We're not all the same
I was almost right
And see those guys I guess they're quite clever
Get you outside
Women's needs, whatever
See those guys they think they're so clever
Spot them outside
Women's needs, whatever
And evening comes and I feel no better
It's closing time
Women's needs, whatever
Evening comes and I feel no better
It's closing time
Women's needs, whatever
I've Tried Everything lyrics - The Cribs
I was born in 'The Merrie City'
I've been trying to get out of it
Nothing's changed since the 1950's
I'm surprised all the time what I find out
There must be something more
Can't figure it out
Still missing something
and I've tried everything
Love is a lie
Attraction, an instinct
Believe what you like, you decide
But I still think that
There must be something more
Can't figure it out
Still missing something
and I've tried everything
Three months ago
I ran to Brighton
It didn't solve anything... no
I thought it would not be a problem
But I found out the night we rode the Circle Line
It had to happen sometime
I thought it would not be a problem
But I found out the night we rode the Circle Line
It had to happen sometime
And though you knew nowt about it
You could pick up on signs
Like being too polite
And unassertive 'cos I'm
Still missing something
and I've tried everything
I've been trying to get out of it
Nothing's changed since the 1950's
I'm surprised all the time what I find out
There must be something more
Can't figure it out
Still missing something
and I've tried everything
Love is a lie
Attraction, an instinct
Believe what you like, you decide
But I still think that
There must be something more
Can't figure it out
Still missing something
and I've tried everything
Three months ago
I ran to Brighton
It didn't solve anything... no
I thought it would not be a problem
But I found out the night we rode the Circle Line
It had to happen sometime
I thought it would not be a problem
But I found out the night we rode the Circle Line
It had to happen sometime
And though you knew nowt about it
You could pick up on signs
Like being too polite
And unassertive 'cos I'm
Still missing something
and I've tried everything
My Life Flashed Before My Eyes lyrics - The Cribs
The wrong time, the wrong place
Your talent scouts my lonely face
Of all the things i can't replace
Your talent scouts my lonely face
Yeah
Well it's alright, although i know you lied
I don't mind
It's alright, although i know you lied
I don't mind
The wrong time, the wrong place
Your talent scouts my lonely face
Of all the things i can't escape
Your talent scouts my lonely face
Yeah
Well i'm alright, although i know you lied
I don't mind
If my life flashed before my eyes
Do you think I'd mind?
No
And now, you don't need mine
You let us down
You watched us die
Now, I hang around
With people i don't even know
Your talent scouts my lonely face
Of all the things i can't replace
Your talent scouts my lonely face
Yeah
Well it's alright, although i know you lied
I don't mind
It's alright, although i know you lied
I don't mind
The wrong time, the wrong place
Your talent scouts my lonely face
Of all the things i can't escape
Your talent scouts my lonely face
Yeah
Well i'm alright, although i know you lied
I don't mind
If my life flashed before my eyes
Do you think I'd mind?
No
And now, you don't need mine
You let us down
You watched us die
Now, I hang around
With people i don't even know
Be Safe lyrics - The Cribs
One of those fucking awful black days
When nothing is pleasing and everything that happens
Is an excuse for anger
An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour
These are the days when I hate the world
Hate the rich, hate the happy
Hate the complacent, the TV watchers
Beer drinkers, the satisfied ones
Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things
And then I hate myself for realizing that
There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living
We each know our own fate
We know from our youth how to be treated
How we'll be received, how we shall end
These things don't change
You can change your clothes
Change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents
But sooner or later your own self will always catch up
Always it waits in the wings
Ideas swirl but don't stick
They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield
One of those rainy day car rides, my head implodes
The atmosphere in this car, a mirror of my skull
Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold
Walls of grey, nothing good on the radio, not a thought in my head
I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that
You'll wish you were dead
Let's take life and slow it down incredibly slow
Frame by frame
With two minutes that take ten years to live out
Yeah, let's do that
Telephone poles like praying mantis against the sky
Metal arms outstretched
So much land travelled, so little sense made of it
It doesn't mean a thing, all this land laid out behind us
I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while
I'm disgusted with petty concerns
Parking tickets, breakfast specials
Does someone just have to carry this weight?
Abstract typography, methane covenant
Linear gospel, Nashville sales lady, stocky emissary
Torturous lice, mad Elizabeth
Chemotherapy bullshit
I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that
You'll wish you were dead
The light within you shines like a diamond mine
Like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway
Like a snake eating its own tail
A steam turbine, frog pond
Two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun
Hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob
Deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memory
Movements, the movie unpeeling, unreeling, about to begin
I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that
You'll wish you were dead
I've seen your hallway, you're a darn call away
I've hear your stairs creak, I can fix my mind on your yes
And your no, I'll film your face today in the sparkling canals
All red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection
Racing thoughts, racing thoughts, all too real
You're moving so fast now, I can't hold your image
This image I have of your face by the window
Me standing beside you, arm on your shoulder
A catalogue of images, flashing glimpses, then gone again
I'm tethered to this post you've sunk in me
And every clear afternoon now I'll think of you, up in the air
Twisting your heel, your knees up around me, my face in your hair
You scream so well, your smile so loud, it still rings in my ears
I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that
You'll wish you were dead
Inhibition, distant, tired of longing
Clean my teeth, stay the course
Hold the wheel, steer on to freedom
Open all the boxes, open all the boxes
Open all the boxes, open all the boxes
Times Square midday, newspaper buildings, news headlines going around
You watch as they go and hope for some good ones
Those tree shadows in the park they're all whispering, chasing leaves
Around six PM, shadows across the cobblestones
Girl in front of bathroom mirror
As she slowly and carefully and paints her face green, mask-like
Like Matisse, "Portrait with Green Stripe"
Long shot through apartment window
A monologue on top but no girl in shot
The light within me shines like a diamond mine
Like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway
Like a snake eating its own tail
A steam turbine, frog pond
Two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun
Hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob
Deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memory
Movements, the movie unreeling, about to begin
That was great by me
Yeah? Mine were alright. Wasn't my best one but who cares?
That's the spirit
When nothing is pleasing and everything that happens
Is an excuse for anger
An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour
These are the days when I hate the world
Hate the rich, hate the happy
Hate the complacent, the TV watchers
Beer drinkers, the satisfied ones
Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things
And then I hate myself for realizing that
There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living
We each know our own fate
We know from our youth how to be treated
How we'll be received, how we shall end
These things don't change
You can change your clothes
Change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents
But sooner or later your own self will always catch up
Always it waits in the wings
Ideas swirl but don't stick
They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield
One of those rainy day car rides, my head implodes
The atmosphere in this car, a mirror of my skull
Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold
Walls of grey, nothing good on the radio, not a thought in my head
I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that
You'll wish you were dead
Let's take life and slow it down incredibly slow
Frame by frame
With two minutes that take ten years to live out
Yeah, let's do that
Telephone poles like praying mantis against the sky
Metal arms outstretched
So much land travelled, so little sense made of it
It doesn't mean a thing, all this land laid out behind us
I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while
I'm disgusted with petty concerns
Parking tickets, breakfast specials
Does someone just have to carry this weight?
Abstract typography, methane covenant
Linear gospel, Nashville sales lady, stocky emissary
Torturous lice, mad Elizabeth
Chemotherapy bullshit
I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that
You'll wish you were dead
The light within you shines like a diamond mine
Like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway
Like a snake eating its own tail
A steam turbine, frog pond
Two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun
Hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob
Deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memory
Movements, the movie unpeeling, unreeling, about to begin
I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that
You'll wish you were dead
I've seen your hallway, you're a darn call away
I've hear your stairs creak, I can fix my mind on your yes
And your no, I'll film your face today in the sparkling canals
All red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection
Racing thoughts, racing thoughts, all too real
You're moving so fast now, I can't hold your image
This image I have of your face by the window
Me standing beside you, arm on your shoulder
A catalogue of images, flashing glimpses, then gone again
I'm tethered to this post you've sunk in me
And every clear afternoon now I'll think of you, up in the air
Twisting your heel, your knees up around me, my face in your hair
You scream so well, your smile so loud, it still rings in my ears
I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that
You'll wish you were dead
Inhibition, distant, tired of longing
Clean my teeth, stay the course
Hold the wheel, steer on to freedom
Open all the boxes, open all the boxes
Open all the boxes, open all the boxes
Times Square midday, newspaper buildings, news headlines going around
You watch as they go and hope for some good ones
Those tree shadows in the park they're all whispering, chasing leaves
Around six PM, shadows across the cobblestones
Girl in front of bathroom mirror
As she slowly and carefully and paints her face green, mask-like
Like Matisse, "Portrait with Green Stripe"
Long shot through apartment window
A monologue on top but no girl in shot
The light within me shines like a diamond mine
Like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway
Like a snake eating its own tail
A steam turbine, frog pond
Two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun
Hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob
Deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memory
Movements, the movie unreeling, about to begin
That was great by me
Yeah? Mine were alright. Wasn't my best one but who cares?
That's the spirit
Ancient History lyrics - The Cribs
Laid my cards on the table
So she could see the light
My efforts went wasted
Due to fallen night...
And I know
But by the end of the evening
I was in no doubt
Of all of the things
That you could live without
And i know...
I drag up ancient history
Hope that they'll forgive me
They had nothing but ego's
But they would multiply
All the reasons that i would try
That i know...
To be making it harder to be seen but oh,
Is it too much to ask for to be left alone?
Yeah i know
I drag up ancient history
Hope that they'll forgive me
Laid my cards on the table
so she could see the light
my efforts went wasted
due to fallen night
and i know...
I drag up ancient history
Hope that they'll forgive me
Margaret Hammond
Hemorrhaged in "The Merrie City"
Margaret Hammond
Died in "The Merrie City"
Shoot The Poets lyrics - The Cribs
Cut off your nose despite your friends
Breathing holes that will never end and
Speak all you want or just pretend
Cos she think she is a different class
So she sits all day by the looking glass, oh
It doesn't talk, it doesn't last
But it's not what I've heard you know
A picture speaks a thousand words
But baby don't feel down
I left my heart in the provincial town, yeah
You sold your soul for magic beans
Don't believe all you read on computer screens and
These things they mean nothing to me
Rimpton stain came off the track
You go there once and you don't come back, oh
Good that's what I say
But it's not what I've heard you know it
Cut your losses, shoot the poets
And one day you'll come down
To find yourself in the provincial town
But it's not what I've heard you know
A picture speaks a thousand words
But baby don't feel down
I left my heart in the provincial town, yeah
But it's not what I've heard you know it
Cut your losses, shoot the poets
And one day you'll come down
Oh, to find yourself in the provincial town
Breathing holes that will never end and
Speak all you want or just pretend
Cos she think she is a different class
So she sits all day by the looking glass, oh
It doesn't talk, it doesn't last
But it's not what I've heard you know
A picture speaks a thousand words
But baby don't feel down
I left my heart in the provincial town, yeah
You sold your soul for magic beans
Don't believe all you read on computer screens and
These things they mean nothing to me
Rimpton stain came off the track
You go there once and you don't come back, oh
Good that's what I say
But it's not what I've heard you know it
Cut your losses, shoot the poets
And one day you'll come down
To find yourself in the provincial town
But it's not what I've heard you know
A picture speaks a thousand words
But baby don't feel down
I left my heart in the provincial town, yeah
But it's not what I've heard you know it
Cut your losses, shoot the poets
And one day you'll come down
Oh, to find yourself in the provincial town
You're Gonna Lose Us lyrics - The Cribs
By the time they lost him,
They'd realised he was a good lad.
He no longer goes to parties,
ços last time hurt bad.
Yeah they were all laughing,
Talking behind his back.
They said he'd been asking strange things like this:
'Do you love me?' No
Well don't say that ços
shit on your doorstep and you'll lose us.
This drivers clueless, he stopped outside the station and said
'Let's be having you out, you can't do that son'
When I'm drunk I can be an arsehole,
But that don't mean I've got no class no,
Why can't we have something going on?
You think about others too much,
Well that's a strange put down.
ços no-one has the same opinions, so where's the harm in asking
'Do you love me?' No
Well don't say that ços
shit on your doorstep and you'll lose us.
This drivers clueless, he stopped outside the station and said
'Let's be having you out, put that back son'
When I'm drunk I can be an arsehole,
But that don't mean I've got no class no,
Why can't we have something going on?
And I dont know if anyone cares or not,
But I have never liked you idiots,
Why can't we have something going on?
You're gonna lose us
This drivers clueless, he stopped outside the station and said
'Let's be having you out, you can't do that son'
When I'm drunk I can be an arsehole,
But that don't mean I've got no class no,
Why can't we have something going on?
They'd realised he was a good lad.
He no longer goes to parties,
ços last time hurt bad.
Yeah they were all laughing,
Talking behind his back.
They said he'd been asking strange things like this:
'Do you love me?' No
Well don't say that ços
shit on your doorstep and you'll lose us.
This drivers clueless, he stopped outside the station and said
'Let's be having you out, you can't do that son'
When I'm drunk I can be an arsehole,
But that don't mean I've got no class no,
Why can't we have something going on?
You think about others too much,
Well that's a strange put down.
ços no-one has the same opinions, so where's the harm in asking
'Do you love me?' No
Well don't say that ços
shit on your doorstep and you'll lose us.
This drivers clueless, he stopped outside the station and said
'Let's be having you out, put that back son'
When I'm drunk I can be an arsehole,
But that don't mean I've got no class no,
Why can't we have something going on?
And I dont know if anyone cares or not,
But I have never liked you idiots,
Why can't we have something going on?
You're gonna lose us
This drivers clueless, he stopped outside the station and said
'Let's be having you out, you can't do that son'
When I'm drunk I can be an arsehole,
But that don't mean I've got no class no,
Why can't we have something going on?
It Happened So Fast lyrics - The Cribs
Don't go home, fine by me
But you just lost your dignity
Living in the dusty room
Staying in and making moves
So someones had enough, someones had too much
Imagine being like that, it must be bloody awful
But I know that it's hard to see
You should stay away from me
'Cos
In your eyes, in my heart
I still need you
Like I always have
I know that
You don't have anyone but you
You always said once was not enough
Everytime we go for a second try
Now I know, that it happened so fast
You always said once was not enough
Everytime we go for a second try
Now I know, that it happened so fast
Living in the dusty room
Staying in and making moves
It'd be fun, just remember why
You live you die, you lie you die
You're right
In your eyes, in my heart
I still need you
Like I always have
Are you on, a side, or not
You always said once was not enough
Everytime we go for a second try
Now I know, that it happened so fast
You always said once was not enough
Everytime we go for a second try
Now I know, that it happened so fast
But you just lost your dignity
Living in the dusty room
Staying in and making moves
So someones had enough, someones had too much
Imagine being like that, it must be bloody awful
But I know that it's hard to see
You should stay away from me
'Cos
In your eyes, in my heart
I still need you
Like I always have
I know that
You don't have anyone but you
You always said once was not enough
Everytime we go for a second try
Now I know, that it happened so fast
You always said once was not enough
Everytime we go for a second try
Now I know, that it happened so fast
Living in the dusty room
Staying in and making moves
It'd be fun, just remember why
You live you die, you lie you die
You're right
In your eyes, in my heart
I still need you
Like I always have
Are you on, a side, or not
You always said once was not enough
Everytime we go for a second try
Now I know, that it happened so fast
You always said once was not enough
Everytime we go for a second try
Now I know, that it happened so fast
Saturday Night Facts Of Life lyrics - The Cribs
When I was young I came upon
A girl I met
Now she wakes up just to see
King's Cross scum beat down on me
Saturday night facts of life
At the knuckle, it's alright
It's you and me
You and me
Come down properly, out they came
Standing in the pouring rain
Wounded colours and battered knees
To see those things that I can see
Saturday night facts of life
At the knuckle, it's alright
It's you and me
You and me
Just can't feel alright (you know you can)
Just can't feel alright (you know you can)
Just can't feel alright (you know you can)
Just can't feel alright (you know you can)
Feelin' It! lyrics - The Cribs
Feelin' it in the bathroom,
stumbilin' to the floor
and I'm finding it hard to tell you,
what my name is
and I'm wanting to recline
and the circumstances change
from the ones i know about
and you can't win
and I'm feelin kind of strange
just leave me on my face
with me and no one else
I think I should let you know
that I'll probably be a no show.
But you're gonna have to ring and let me know
if you're wantin me on the side
feelin' it in the kitchen,
somethings burning on the grill
and I'm finding it hard to tell you
where my flat is
and pictures always fade
and I don't remember it this way
and I cant win
I think I should let you know
that I'll probably be a no show.
But you're gonna have to ring and let me know
if you're wantin me on the side
To Jackson lyrics - The Cribs
You're getting away from yourself
You're getting away, oh woah ohohohoh
You're getting away from yourself
You're getting away, oh woah ohohohoh
I saw something pretty today
The sky was just running away, oh woah ohohohoh
I think I was supposed to be scared
But I'm feelin okay, oh woah ohohohoh
It got to the time when you'd walk
Now it's late in the day
I look for cigarette butts you threw away
I never saw you looking behind
Now I know I don't mind
You're getting away from yourself
You're getting away, oh woah ohohohoh
You're getting away from yourself
You're getting away, oh woah ohohohoh
I'm thinking that you left me behind
So, I've nothing to say
But get yourself through the day, then fall away
I've missed out once in my life
Now I know I don't mind
It got to the time when you'd walk
After only one day
I look for cigarette butts you threw away
I've missed out once in my life
Now I know I don't mind
You're getting away, oh woah ohohohoh
You're getting away from yourself
You're getting away, oh woah ohohohoh
I saw something pretty today
The sky was just running away, oh woah ohohohoh
I think I was supposed to be scared
But I'm feelin okay, oh woah ohohohoh
It got to the time when you'd walk
Now it's late in the day
I look for cigarette butts you threw away
I never saw you looking behind
Now I know I don't mind
You're getting away from yourself
You're getting away, oh woah ohohohoh
You're getting away from yourself
You're getting away, oh woah ohohohoh
I'm thinking that you left me behind
So, I've nothing to say
But get yourself through the day, then fall away
I've missed out once in my life
Now I know I don't mind
It got to the time when you'd walk
After only one day
I look for cigarette butts you threw away
I've missed out once in my life
Now I know I don't mind
Advice From A Roving Artist lyrics - The Cribs
Can't go home right now, and that's the truth
Julie Burchill's drinking free champagne on my roof
The front door's off limits, at least to the likes of me
See right here, right here, this is my story
Slept in a stranger's flat in all my clothes
In the morning I took a bus across the city to feel safe and closer to home
Passed a sign on the door, and a couple more
Saying welcome to hard times, welcome to hard times
I thought of a friend whose window looks out onto nothing but fields
While outside mine
The book shop was closing down
It's closed now
And it starts to look unlikely
As people leave around me
Helen King wrote a letter to me
Sent May 19th, the day of my birthday
From a desk in a library in some far off country
I'm a roving artist now. It's alright, it's okay
It said there's no magic left in crystal balls
I'm not sure there ever was at all
But listen, what will happen, the favourite question
Is best left for the last line of the poem
And it starts to look unlikely
As people leave around me
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Julie Burchill's drinking free champagne on my roof
The front door's off limits, at least to the likes of me
See right here, right here, this is my story
Slept in a stranger's flat in all my clothes
In the morning I took a bus across the city to feel safe and closer to home
Passed a sign on the door, and a couple more
Saying welcome to hard times, welcome to hard times
I thought of a friend whose window looks out onto nothing but fields
While outside mine
The book shop was closing down
It's closed now
And it starts to look unlikely
As people leave around me
Helen King wrote a letter to me
Sent May 19th, the day of my birthday
From a desk in a library in some far off country
I'm a roving artist now. It's alright, it's okay
It said there's no magic left in crystal balls
I'm not sure there ever was at all
But listen, what will happen, the favourite question
Is best left for the last line of the poem
And it starts to look unlikely
As people leave around me
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
Fashionistas, we don't need you
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