This Fragile Life Screaming Sects Fighting Times

The Mind of Valerie Bored Policemen Creatures From Another World

 

This Fragile Life. As winter gnaws through dampened walls I can see her sitting there on her own with the curtains drawn Huddled up but still feeling the cold She could sell her husband's medals to pay for some coal for the fire but I know that she won't she'd rather have the memories of the arms that once held her, the lips that said he loved her and the laughter that cascaded down through those years when the world was gripped by fear Chorus: This fragile life really worries me This fragile life I know one day could be me and you Do you like to feel cold? This disgusting poverty is immoral and unnecessary There's little care for the old who broke their backs making somebody else wealthy Year after year it's always, always the same the throwing of crumbs to the hungry and the arms they just get stronger the list is getting longer and the only GOD that they'll ever know has an "L" after the "O" But she don’t go out side anymore There’s too many locks on her front door She'd love to go but what the hell for? As winter gnaws through dampened walls I can see her sitting there on her own with the curtains drawn huddled up but still feeling the cold She could sell her sons medals to pay for some coal for the fire but I know that she wont she'd rather have the memories of the arms that once held her the lips that said he loved her and the laughter and happiness that disappeared in that South Atlantic year. Chorus: (Copyright DREWETT 1985 Published by Logo Songs) Back to Top List

Screaming. Somewhere out in that god forsaken night time was running out for you and as I dropped exhausted into bed the global atmospherics carried news I'd been out to long too tired to turn the radio on all I wanted was sleep...... Now listen, I'm not one for worshipping the past it's deceitful and plays tricks apon the mind but to ignore it would be just as bad as pretending you've no nose between your eyes: I awoke to the phone "Good start to the day" I moaned as I got out of bed I stood in the freezing cold listening to your solemn tone as you told me he was dead. Chorus: I felt like screaming, I felt like losing control Adrenaline shot from my head to my toes I had a feeling as the tears poured out a tingling sensation crept over my scalp. I read the newspapers, those bastions of lies and wondered how much of it was true 'cos in the past they seemed to take delight in writing loads of rubbish about you soon they'll advertise shoddy products and merchandise the final fortunes of fame IMAGINE you've no privacy throughout your waking life every careless word and rash remark held up towards the light every movement, every posture, every smile and every turn is documented carefully for the world. Whilst in the FBI a dossier has come to light It's existence is finally proved Watch the ones who spat in his face bend over backwards to say he was great They've turned the final screw..... Chorus: Screaming, screaming, screaming...... How can you morn for a single man when thousands die every day Well.. a powerful voice for human rights has been stopped from having its say. (Copyright DREWETT 1985 Published by Logo Songs) Back to Top List

Sects. No more visions in hotel rooms I just cannot take any more There's enough weirdoes already in this world without you knocking on my door Chorus: Well I'm sick to the teeth, I'm sick to death of fanatical sects, fanatical sects, fanatical sects..... and there's no god, no saviour, no miracle five year plan just another doorstep salesman causing my chips to burn in the pan yes, they've burnt in the pan and that's why, I don't wanna talk to you You say there's only one god almighty and I ought to come in from the cold but you're disciples of hypocrisy because there's more than one prophet/profit involved Chorus: I have come to the conclusion if you refuse blood transfusions then you're certainly insane to cause such suffering and pain in the name of God.... condemn to death that person in that bed and there's no God, no saviour, no miracle five year plan just another doorstep salesman with the whole wide world in his hands He's got the whole world in his hands He's got the whole world in his hands and that's why I don't wanna talk to you And my mother's needing a hip replacement but she'll have to wait a couple of years While money still pours into religious wars the church is up in arms about Channel Four and the only way to God is through the floor of your hall... When death, knocks at your door you wont go to bloody church any more and that's why, I don't wanna talk to you. Knock, knock who's there? Fanatical sects. (Copyright DREWETT 1985 Published by LOGO SONGS). Back to Top List

Fighting Times. How will the ruling classes keep one jump ahead of you? It is quite simple education cuts will do They realise that knowledge is power and power creates money which you can buy yourself a decent education or two. Chorus: I've seen your future I've seen your future a generation with nothing left to lose Why are you so quiet when these are fighting times? I don't wanna be a rich man, I don't wanna win the pools I want wealth for all like health care jobs and schools Unemployment has a devastating effect rob someone of their right to work and you know, they feel they have nothing left Chorus: Disagree and you're extremist and that worries me Stretch a term too far and in the end what does it mean? Ask no questions and you'll still get lies and they will fill your head Your silence can be misconstrued as a vote of confidence... Just listen to them ..... "We're sorry you're so poor - hey,better luck next time" In this country fit for heroes, In the air I love to breathe is the stinking smell of fascism and it's suffocating me White South Africa retains its colonial ways 'cos its greed creates the scum that rules a land and imprisons it's people as slaves. Chorus: Fighting times Fighting times Fighting times Frightening times. (Copyright DREWETT 1985 Published by Logo Songs) Back to Top List

The Mind of Valerie. Well her tongue's so sharp I swear it cut me in two But on the other hand When I lay in her arms she has the power to comfort and soothe And I realise Chorus: Striking has been hard, on the family And worry's never far, from the mind of Valerie Now listen, here we go, we're rowing again Well, the kids need shoes so once again we'll have to go without meat But that is nothing new And our holiday money we saved, will soon deplete Don't you realise? Chorus Valerie: The strain's on us both Valerie: But she still gives me strength Valerie: Sometimes I jump down her throat Valerie: But I understand, the faith I know she has in me Is the faith that leads to victory Well the kids want everything they see on T.V Well, you know what they're like But it's hard to explain that money don't grow on trees Well at least not on mine Chorus (Copyright DREWETT 1985 Published by LOGO SONGS) Back to Top List

Bored Policemen It's two o'clock in the morning I am tired and I'm depressed I've had so little sleep this week I could really do with some rest Just as I wonder how far I've got to go A car draws up beside me oh so slow Chorus: Yes it's, Bored Policemen and they won't leave me alone Time ticks away for them so slow Bored Policemen won't let me go home, you know what I mean! They ask you stupid questions That demands only stupid replies Some of them are truthful But a lot of them are lies It's best to be polite and don't cause a fuss Or you may end up being done on suss because... Bored Policemen, oh they ain't easily amused They don't need to be abused Bored Policemen will use any excuse, you know what I mean! Live, live and let live, but you won't let me live this way I said live, live and let live, but you won't let me live this way You won't let me live this way But don't you know I realise you've got nothing to do And I am just a source of amusement to you You sit there and waste my time While someone, somewhere is committing a serious crime Why don't you let me go home? Why don't you let me go home? (2) It's three o'clock in the morning I am tired, I could do with some rest I've been stopped so many times this week I'm beginning to feel just a little depressed Just as I turn the last corner for home A car pulls up beside me oh so slow, yes it's More Policemen. And they won't let me go home time for them ticks away so slow Bored Policemen wont let me go home I just wanna go home Why don't you let me go home (2) (Copyright DREWETT Published by KRISTANNER MUSIC LTD 1985). Back to Top List

Creatures From Another World. Well, look out, 'cos here it comes The age of ignorance has returned Well, look out, look out, look out, 'cos here it comes People throughout this land are binding their own hands Meanwhile, troops and snow are sweeping the streets One will kill and the other will freeze Polish people in trouble again - Ask them what trade unions mean to them 'cos here it comes - the age of Aquarius has drowned Well, look out, look out, look out, 'cos here it comes From the Third World profits came - grown from meager foreign aid Meanwhile, death once again transverses the plain Poverty, starvation, are reigning again In another drought filled Ethiopian day The Smell of misery never goes away Chorus: We might as well be, creatures from another world Despite education and communication to the average man When all's said and done, you know They may as well be, creatures from another world We're inward-looking, outward-hating, sideways-glancing And oh... Well, Brian is a scouser and a fitter by trade His family and home have been attacked once again The Police show little interest 'cos as they understand Brian's family comes from Pakistan Chorus: - and backward thinking now ` We've got to, got to, got to change - we can't live this way (2) Well don't look at me - I'm just making money What the hell is wrong with that I don't know (Copyright DREWETT Published by LOGO SONGS 1985). Back to Top List Return to non-frames menu