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Del Amitri




Альбом Del Amitri


The B-Sides: Lousy With Love (1998)
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Walk into the lightning of a midnight bulletin
Our brave new world sits smiling with egg on its chin
And love gets so lazy, love gets so slow
We stopped making love in the hours of daylight too many moons ago

But now that we've given all that we have to give
Maybe we're just scared to live

Since I go so blinkered to nothing else but you
I've been playing for each cheap reward like game show gluttons do
And love's the honest truth Babe
And love's such a beautiful lie
So don't look so confused Honey, know it's true tonight

But now that I've given all that I have to give
Maybe I'm just scared to live

Why can't I wake up and make something of my life
Why can't I wake up to this life

How can you have no faith in this your own home town?
Can't you practice a little discretion, play the whole thing down
And since you got so blinkered to the highs and lows of a hopeless thing
Maybe you can take this heart and pass it on to him

Now that I've given all that I have to give
Maybe I'm just scared to live

Maybe you can take this heart and pass it on to him

. . .


She stepped off the bus with a burst suitcase and a frown
And she could smell the breweries and abattoirs on the edge of town
And the man who owes her money won't even lend her an ear
When she phones to demand his answer's vague;
He says, "I'll get back to you but right now I've got to catch the plague."

Down in a bargain basement she goes to shuffle through careers
When all they offer her is friendship and peace souveniers
And the receptionist was playing with a pencil at her lip
She asked her if she knew a place to sleep
She says, "I'll get back to you but now I've got appointments to keep."

There was a shop called B.J.'s that she stepped into to get out of the gale
They sold only British manufactured, lifetime guaranteed to fail
And a store detective asked her what she had under her coat
"It's just a little something that I wrote;
It says, 'I'll get back to you unless first your girlfriend slits your throat.'"

And by the time the sun set she was penniless and frozen to the core
The Salvation Army girls refused her on the grounds they didn't know her
So she asked some whino for advice, but it turned out to be
A Sunday sport reporter who was following his nose
He said, "I'll get back to you but first we need a picture without clothes."

So she stepped back on that bus with a burst suitcase and a frown
She had come to the conclusion that this was not the place for Maggie Brown
And it was 6 in the morning when she telephoned me;
Until then I'd been living on my knees,
But I got back up when she got back to me

. . .


UK CDS "Roll To Me"

Put me in your pocket now, put me in your dress
I will remain the one you love best
Don't try to rip me up
If I hurt you when
Everything is fowled up at the end

Let me always stay now
Laughing as you say, "How
Do I always look like I'm in pain?"
And you always get your finger in the frame

Put me in your bottom drawer under old exams
There I will be always your cheating hand
Don't try to send me back in some maudlin phase
What has developed here you can't erase

Let me always stay now
Laughing as you say, "How
Do I always look like I'm in pain?"
And you always get your finger in the frame

And maybe all the fights will never happen
Maybe nothing's going to change
Maybe I'll be always laughing
Nothing standing in the way
Nothing clouding up the future
Not the faintest threat of rain
Nothing clouding up the picture
But a finger in the frame

So put me in the pocket of this very dress
And I will remain the one you love best

And I will always stay now
Laughing as you say, "How
Do I always look like I'm in pain?"
And you will always have your finger in the frame

. . .


Cry. Cry out your eyes forever
It wont go away
I. I'm just a dumb observer
It's so stupid what I say

Like everyone else will do
I'm gonna lie to you
Tell you that life is cruel
But someday you're gonna wake up
With sleep instead of teardrops in your eyes

An so
Nobody lives forever
The crassest of clichés
Like time
Time is the greatest healer
But it's a murderer today

Like everyone else will do
I'm gonna lie to you
Tell you that life is cruel
But someday you're gonna wake up
With sleep instead of teardrops in your eyes

You know my holding you won't change, anything
I can't stop this whole charade, continuing
As each consoling kiss remains, on your face, like a stain

So cry
Cry out those tears an let them
Succumb to gravity
And try
Try as I might I'll never
Fill that vacancy

Like everyone else will do
I'm gonna lie to you
Tell you that life is cruel
But someday you're gonna wake up
With sleep instead of teardrops in your eyes

Someday you're gonna wake up
With sleep instead of teardrops in your eyes

. . .


UK CDS "When You Were Young"

By the time you get to hear this I'll be long gone down the road
Without a toothbrush or a suitcase in a world I didn't know
By the time you get through college, by the time you learn to drive
I'll be picking thought the garbage of my life

By the time you get adjusted to your objectionable role
I'll be deleted, deselected from that very long street you know
When you've lost your sense of direction and burned every happiness you know
I'll have made my last connection on the long journey home

By the time you get to hear this you'll be completely alone
Counting down the hours to your destination on your long journey home

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SOSP, UK Version of the album

He was a self made man
Made a killing on copper mines
He loved beautful girls
Got a taste for fancy wines
And the suits he wore were paper thin

He built a big white house
In the valley of the kings
Took a beautiful wife
Bought her every possible thing
And the silk she wore was paper thin

Well, they travelled in style
Paid cash for everything
Had a beautiful child
Had a champagne christening
But as they raised ther glasses in toast to him
He saw the crystal was paper thin

So the shadows came
Whispering words to him
He sold the company out
And cashed all those futures in
But it all still looked so paper thin

Well, it was late one night
And the rain was streaming down
He called his wife's name out
Said honey, it's over now
I'm gonna burn it all
I can't take this any more
But as he struck the match
She took a pistol from the drawer
She said I ain't going down with you
Pulled the trigger in
And the bullet it passed right through
Like he was paper thin

. . .


UK CDS "Tell Her This"

This is the last love song we'll sing
Now that the death of our dreams
Has poisoned everything
The shadow of the squaw shades our door
And grayness invades our every pore

This is the last love song we'll sing
This is the last chance we have to say absolutely nothing

This is the last movie we'll see
While our country's sleep walking through every major scene
Our age of convenience becomes
A state that don't care for anyone

This is the last love song we'll sing
This is the last chance we have to do absolutely nothing

This is the last love song we'll sing
This is the last chance we have to do absolutely nothing

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If you or I don't say it who's going to
We can dance around it or dance for the truth
We sit here conjugating every variation through
Of the verb to do

Now I don't want to hang it all on you
If blame must be allotted, I'll take some too
But someone just say "Damn it, I need to be tonight with you"
The verb to do

If I don't seem to want it, if it won't show through
It's only because it has me paralysed for want of loving you

So if you and I don't make it, well who's going to
Why can't we just state it bold as blue
Look out over this city - the first word they're taught to use
Is the verb to do

. . .


UK CDS "Driving With The Brakes On"

Maybe you are crying now
Or maybe you're relieved
I guess we both stopped trying Baby to believe

And maybe you are hurting badly
Or maybe you feel free
Taking one last journey with me away from you and me

But who is there to go to now
And what are we to do
Living in the meantime until we find somebody new

Maybe this will help you now
Give you room to breathe
Or maybe all the pain you feel will never ever leave

And who is there to turn to now
Who can help us make it through
Living in the meantime until we find somebody new

So you said you loved me baby
For the last time now it seems
And I said I loved you baby, but I don't know what that means

And who is there to lie to now
How do I survive this without you
Living in the meantime until we find somebody new

. . .


Its been a long way down...
From what I was then, to what I'm now.
I was up there, and baby you were proud.
Yeah its been a long way down.

Yeah its been a slow road back.
To havin' nothing again, from having it.
You were mine babe, and we were right on track.
Yeah its been a slow road back.

Yeah its been a long way down.
I was high, but you were right about how,
The higher you get on love, the longer it takes to forget...
and get out of.

Yeah its been a hard trail home.
We went somewhere I'd never known,
From livin it up babe to waking up alone,
Yeah its been a hard trail home.

Its been a long way down.
I was high, but you were right about how,
The longer the dream goes on, the harder the fall will seem
When it has gone.

Yeah its been a long way down
We had everything heaven would allow.
From the desert heights to the life i'm livin' now,
yeah its been a long way down.

. . .


There is a girl I used to know
She had a hundred ways of hurting and so
I packed my bags and left her as she watched some TV show
There is a girl I used to know

There is a town I used to love
It once contained most everything I'd ever dare dreamed of
Me and my baby in the basement whilst the traffic trawled above
There is a town I used to love

There is a bar I used to know
I still sometimes drop by when I have no place left to go
It's where the kings of comedy compare their tattered souls
There is a bar I used to know

So buy me one more drink before you go
Or lend me a twenty and I'll get drunk on my own
You always find some company, who come in to use the phone
Someone who can't stand to see a friend go home alone

There is a joke I used to tell
Some guy who gets three wishes, ends up wasting them to hell
And in the end in misery, he tells the joke himself

There is a guy I used to know
He once had everything that any man could hope
Now he sits here drinking with a tale that always goes
'There is a girl I used to know'

. . .


Lovers they walk on the bright side of the street
And the city it shines in surprise in the ice cream heat
And I want to be kissed in the haze of this hotel room
Before the evening steals the afternoon

And the traffic it shakes as my travel shaver drones
And the maid she mistakes my 'come in' for a 'please leave me alone'
But I want to be held in the swell of her sweet perfume
Before the evening steals the afternoon

Before the daylight dies and the dusty sky gets rusted up with tungsten
Before the phony night stakes its claim on walkers waiting at the junction

From the blue shade of the park, couples emerge
Dropping hands like they're still scared to get caught
But I want to be caught in their rage of embraces too
Before the evening steals the afternoon

. . .


As the sun rises over Mexico
And sets on the African plains
On a tourist jet, the in-flight magazines
Sets out your rate of exchange

While the unhealed and homeless are wondering
If they will ever feel safe again
They give you drinks and show you sailors
Dancing in the warm New York rain

So many souls to change

So mother and child while travelling to Deli
Have to jump off a burning train
While the puppet rich bible class third world society
Meets to discuss it's slogan campaign

You are complicit in this conspiracy
You are unable to get free
They send the rich ones to University
And the rest get comics and TV

So many souls to change

You are shocked with shots of corpses
And seduced by scenes of greed
So your overloaded conscience
Goes out looking for some kind of relief

And the church, the government and charity
They collectively agree
You cannot simply print more money
Just to save some poor country from disease

So many souls to change

So when you die and go to heaven
Looks like there could be hell to pay
As the saints and angels ask how anyone
Could treat mortals that way

. . .


UK CDS "Always The Last To Know"

Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse seem stuck for what to say
Even the presence of Jesus in this house couldn't chase those demons away
The whole world is quiet

And Charlie Brown with his big baseball glove finds it hard to keep the blush upon his face
When only an uncle knows the secret of the stolen drops of pearl on your pillowcase
The whole world is quiet

Look who's got a present for sweet little you
You'd better button up about it or he'll cry
Someone's in the kitchen mixing biscuits in a bowl
You can hear it if you lie completely quiet
Just like Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse
The whole world is quiet

. . .


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