FLASH & THE PAN - HEADLINES


4.49 Jetsetters Ball
2.48 Don't Vote
4.42 Waiting for a Train
4.20 War Games
3.21 Where Were You
3.30 Love Is a Gun
5.15 Up against the Wall
3.54 Psychos on the Street
3.15 Hey Jimmy
4.05 Phil the Creole

 

Jetsetters Ball

The lights are feeling heavy
The walls are closing in
Music's hard to swallow
Talks a violin
Identikit formations
Moustaches in the pearls
The girls are on the tables
The men are on the girls
Someone stopped the world

Chorus:
The night, ooh the night
The night of the jetsetters ball
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

The prince is on the ceiling
The ministers in drag
The actress smokes a chimney
The husband smokes a fag
The president's a lulu
He thinks he's being bugged
The judge is hanging china
The coppers being mugged
Someone pulled the plug

(chorus)

The guns are at the window
Knives are at the door
The Christian's got a hammer
He turns the cheek no more
The bridegroom and his lady
Wrestling on the brink
The vicar without an eyeball
Is in there with a wink
Someone fixed the drink

(chorus)

The night of the jetsetters ball
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Don't Vote

Bye bye mamma, you burnt my toast
Pack your bags and get off my post
Told you once, told you twice
Oo babe gotta pay the price
Don't take nothing but a sacrifice of soul

So if you can't stand chains honey, don't vote
And if you can't stand stains honey, don't vote
Wanna have your way
Wanna have your say, don't vote

Bye bye mamma, you pulled my blind
Took my money and took my time
Told you once, told you twice
Oo babe gotta pay the price
Don't take nothing but a sacrifice of soul

So if you can't stand the rules honey, don't vote
And if you don't like fools honey, don't vote
Wanna fly your kite
Gotta do it right, don't vote
Don't vote

Bye bye sugar, you filled my cup
Turned me over and hung me up
Told you once, told you twice
Oo babe gotta pay the price
Don't take nothing but a sacrifice of soul

So if you can't brown nose honey, don't vote
And if you can't touch your toes honey, don't vote
And if you take a shot
You might hit that spot, don't vote

Wanna fly your kite
Gotta do it right, don't vote
Don't vote
Don't vote
Don't vote

Waiting for a Train

Wonder why it's getting cold at night
I must be getting old
Looks like I'm gonna have to wait a while
What the hell, I'm bored
What's that there on the railway line
Looks like my old brown shoe
It ain't mine mister, how's that for laughs
Not even how do you do

Wonder what's cooking at the house tonight
Stew and beans
Tune that station, turn that dial
Have another dream
Ain't it stupid how some people stare
Not even how do you do
What's that mister - na na na
I'm just the same as you

Chorus:
Running down the main line
Shaking off the pain
Heading for a bright time
Waiting for a train

Who's that guy, I've seen his face before
Where or when
Must be another face from Suzie's bar
It was different then
Ain't no way that I can fix this up
I've really lost the place
What's that mister, yeah yeah
I hope they fix you face

1. She says you don't make it
2. She said you don't care
3. She said she's unhappy
4. That you're never there
5. She give you the option
6. You sink or you drown
7. Well what's it to be Jo

(chorus)

War Games

Here we are my old friend
Looking at the photographs
Isn't that Jimmy and his dear old dad
Isn't it a pity that he turned out mad
What about Jack off the drink
Makes you wonder, makes you think

Chorus:
Bring on the soldiers
Bring on the guns
Bring out the bullets
Bring on the sons
Bring out the haircut
Bring out the draft
Bring on the war

What you say my old friend
Wasn't that a pleasant time
Wasn't that funny when she lost her head
Gave away the wedding for the team instead
And what about Jack turning grey
Makes you wonder what you say

(chorus)

Bring out the Catholics
Bring out the Jews
Bring out the Protestants
And the Arabs too
Bring out your Russians
And bring out your Yanks
Bring out your missiles
And bring out your tanks
Bring out your capitalists
Bring out your Reds
Bring out your socialists
And you're sick in the head
Bring out your hammer
Bring up the fist
Bring out the sober
And let's all go and get fucking pissed
Go have your wars

Where Were You

Thanks for the dinner, thanks for the wine
It's been a hell of an evening and I've had a good time
And now that it's over, well let's get it straight
Don't think that I'm stupid, that I took the bait
I know you're in trouble and you're on the mat
So before you get busy, well here's where it's at

Chorus:
Where were you when I needed you
Where were you at the fall
Where were you when the light went out
You were nowhere at all

Danny's a junkie and Susie's on bail
And Jimmy's still there in that Mexican jail
And while you've been sitting with your face in your food
Lucy's out there in that Norwegian wood
You think you've got troubles, well what do you know
And as for the favour you know where to go

(chorus)

You were the hero, you were the best
I was the fool that got left with the mess
And while you were living it up on the coast
Yours truly was stuck here with a room full of ghosts
So hear what I tell you, you miserable clown
We're all gonna help you, on your way down

(chorus x2)

Love is the Gun

Love is the gun when you ain't got money
Love is the gun and ain't that funny
Love is the gun, ain't no doubt
Shoot your shot and the light go out
Love is the gun aimed at you

Love is the gun and it's a thriller
Love is the gun and it's a killer
Love is the gun ain't no lie
Pull that trigger and find out why
Love is the gun aimed at you

Love is the gun when your mind's on the run
And the world criticise what you do
Look out momma, my gun's aimed at you

Love is the gun, the gun you fire
Love is the gun, the gun you hire
Love is the gun, set your sight
Shoot your shot and feel alright
Love is the gun aimed at you

Love is the gun, instant pick up
Love is the gun and it's a stick up
Love is the gun, ain't no game
Oh feel that pain
Love is the gun aimed at you
Look out momma, my gun's aimed at you

Love is the gun aimed at you
Love is the gun aimed at you
Aimed at you

Up Against The Wall

Rainy night in the city
And you saw the lights
What a pity
It started in a movie queue
You got me drunk
You got me stoned
You had me talking and thinking
Like a clone
You fed me lies
And you knew why
But when the lights came on
You left me high and dry

Chorus:
Up against the wall
(You had me)
Up against the wall
Up against the wall
(Now I got you)
Up against the wall

You showed me how to boogie
You showed me how to swing
And when I asked the question
You showed me how to sting
You had me screwed
You had me creamed
You had me living in a pigeon hole of someone else's dream
You made me laugh
You made me cry
But when the lights came on
You left me high and dry

(chorus)

Psychos on the Street

Sentimental lover
What a shame he's such a sensitive man
'Cos he tries to be as hard as he can
Doesn't like to show the pain

Independent loner
He's the kind of man that won't let you down
Has a laugh when all the boys are around
'Cos he likes to play the game

Oh isn't he nice
Oh terribly nice
Oh paying the price
On the street, on the street, on the street where you live
There's a body in trouble with a message to give
On the street, psychos on the street
On the street, psychos on the street

Fascinating fellow
He's the man they call the mystery mind
What a shame he's such a singular kind
When he opens up the door

Mother loving hero
Sends a card whenever he's out of town
Wouldn't dream of bringing anyone down
'Cos he doesn't like to score

Oh isn't he good
Oh awfully good
Oh misunderstood
On the street, on the street, on the street where you live
There's a body in trouble with a message to give
On the street, psychos on the street
On the street, psychos on the street

Look at the way that he catch your eye
Oh my oh my such a wonderful guy around you
I don't know why you feel the way you do

Oh isn't he nice
Oh terribly nice
Oh paying the price
On the street, on the street, on the street where you live
There's a body in trouble with a message to give
On the street, psychos on the street
On the street, psychos on the street
On the street, psychos on the street
On the street, psychos on the street

Hey Jimmy

I know you're leaving
And I can't stop you know
Oh no not me
Oh no not me
I know your sorrow
But I can't help you know
And I can't tell you how
'Cos that would be
Too much for me
Pack your bags
Turn the key

Jimmy, you try to walk all over me

(instrumental part)

I know your reasons
You found a glory mill
Oh no not me
Oh no not me
I know you'll make it
You swallow every pill
And tough it out until
It's there to be
But not with me

Jimmy, you try to walk all over me
Hey Jimmy
Jimmy, you try to walk all over me

Phil the Creole

He used to be a hit man
He made a lot of noise
And he could make it fit, man
He did it for the boys
He did it for the money
Trouble was the game
He used to say that it was just a job
And to him it was all the same

Now he's taking it easy
Taking it slow
Taking it easy
Phil the Creole

There never was a problem
That Phil couldn't fix
Didn't matter where or why
He fixed it in the mix
He knew a lot of secrets
Phil he wouldn't tell
He used to say that he had lots of offers
But he would never sell

He's taking it easy
Taking it slow
Taking it easy
Phil the Creole

Taking it easy (x4)

Taking it easy (x4)

Taking it easy (x4)

Bye bye Phil


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