Альбом Madness

Hey you, don't watch that
Watch this!
This is the heavy heavy monster sound
The nuttiest sound around
So if you've come in off the street
And you're beginning to feel the heat
Well listen buster
You better start to move your feet
To the rockinest, rock-steady beat
Of Madness
One step beyond!

My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna see the film tonight
I found it hard to say
She thought I'd had enough of her
Why can't she see
She's lovely to me?
But I like to stay in
And watch t.v. on my own
Every now and then

My girl's mad at me
Been on the telephone for an hour
We hardly said a word
I tried and tried but I could not be heard
Why can't I explain?
Why do I feel this pain?
'Cause everything I say
She doesn't understand
She doesn't realise
She takes it all the wrong way

LyricsMy girl's mad at me
We argued just the other night
I thought we'd got it straight
We talked and talked until it was light
I thought we'd agreed
I thought we'd talked it out
Now when I try to speak
She says that I don't care
She says I'm unaware
And now she says I'm weak

Night Boat To Cairo !!.....
It's just gone noon
Half past monsoon
On the banks of the river Nile
Here comes the boat
Only half-afloat
Oarsman grins a toothless smile
Only just one more
To this desolate shore
Last boat along the river Nile
Doesn't seem to care
No more wind in his hair
As he reaches his last half mile
The oar snaps in his hand
Before he reaches dry land
But the sound doesn't deafen his smile
Just pokes at wet sand
With an oar in his hand
Floats off down the river Nile
Floats off down the river Nile

Everything that I tell you, girl, every word that you hear
Every little whisper, let me make myself clear
There ain't no lies to deceive you, I love you too much for that
Every word that I say is true, you can believe me on that

My friends tell me jealous lies
Now I'm getting my goodbyes

Life without you, my dear
Was dull, as dull as can be
I ask you, my love, why not take me now
Not to leave me in misery

Saxophone!

If you take in all they say,
I guess I'll be on my way
Please, my darling, it's not true
I don't know this girl called Sue

Sue's a name I have not heard
LyricsI lost my girl from that one word
Will she come back, I just don't know
And I'm takin' a heavy blow, oh

I've got myself together
I can't go on in this cold weather
Christmas comes but once a year
It's a time of love and cheer

Your friends tell you jealous lies
Now I'm getting my goodbyes

No no no no, no no no no
No no no no, no no no no

Uuhhhhhhhh Whats the time

Attention!
Raaaahhh....

Bridges,
Sharkey,
Nutlee,
Jackson,
Thompson (mother!)

Well as you can see we've got a new recruit to this land of hope and glory,
Hands behind backs and legs apart and tell us all your unfortunate story...

Who me guv

Yes You Sahhh

I was an innocent man 'till someone grassed me up a plan for earning a some big money
If I hadnt mouthed it about I am sure without doubt I d have missed this land of hope and glory

LyricsWell you poor poor sod,
here you're up at sharp at 6:30
A cold shower, down to breakfast,
cant have you looking dirty,
I suggest you eat whats given you,
even if it doesnt agree with you.
cos its all you'll be getting up until 12:30
In between this time you stay up in your room and you can dream about life and good things

Two years of me teenage life
Given to this stand to attention life of land of hope and glory
I get so bored as time goes by,
I think Ill do something dirty,
I pick at the floor for juicy butts
And I make meself a smoke,
A bog roll and envelope sticky
All this helps to pass my time

as the evening drags on you can watch a bit of telly
Or gawp at pans people with their little bit of belly
Wash yourself cold with the heat of yesterday
Dont complain, learn the game and I'll get through another day

I watch the second hand on the clock at long last its 930
off to bed, straight to sleep
as I leave this land of hope and glory

but only for a few seconds am I in exctasy before the bell rings to let me know,'Shop At 6:30'

Buster, he sold the heat
With a rocksteady beat

An earthquake is erupting
But not in Orange street
A ghost dance is preparing
You got to help us with your feet
If you're not in the mood to dance
Step back, grab yourself a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica
But we promise you a treat
Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on running
I'll never get to Orange street

So I set it up myself to say
For the man who set the beat
So I'll leave it up to you out there
To get him back on his feet

Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on runnin'
I'll never get to Orange street

Bring back the
Who is the
We want the
Bring back the Prince

Instrumental

Nice man George, newsagent on the corner,
Not very rich, but never any poorer,
Jaunty old George, a happy sixty-three,
Not very tall, but healthier than me.
He whistles timeless tunes as he saunters down the street,
Springs in his legs and elastic in his feet.

But in the middle of the night,
He steals through your garden,
Gives your hosiery a fright,
And doesn't say pardon.
As soft as a breeze,
With an arm full of underwear,
On his hands and knees,
Dreams about the knicker scare.

Hello there George, newsagent on the corner,
How's the old car, yes the climate's getting warmer,
Chatty old George as you get your morning paper,
Read about the knicker thief, underwear taker.
Bids you 'Good day', as you wander out the door,
LyricsNever closes early, always cleans the floor.

But when darkness hits the town,
And there's washing on your line,
Get your knickers down,
Before the dreaded sign.
When the clock strikes eight,
And you're snuggled up in bed,
He'll be at the garden gate,
Filling underwear with dread.

Nice man George, newsagent on the corner,
He was closed today, maybe gone to mow the lawn,
I had to go further down the road to get me current bun,
Hello - Isn't that George on page one ?
No it couldn't be, but yes it is,
Difficult to see from these photofits.

But they are after him,
Of that you can be sure,
They've called him on the phone,
They've knocked on his door.
a-But he's gone away,
Gone to stay with some mates,
He got the papers early,
And saw his own face.

Well there's a man I know
At least I used to years ago
I didn't really mind
He used to come 'round all the time

Of course he had to be fed
I had to give him a bed
He used to kip on my sofa
They used to call him a loafer

I've heard he's changed
A lot since then
But some of his ways
He just can't mend

Told the other day
That he'd offered to pay
He didn't like his dad
He earned all he ever had

He didn't have no shame
He was a master at his game
He never showed his hand
He was the bed and breakfast man

He was, he was the bed and breakfast man...

oooo I didnt talk too much, in fact not at all
but to ask for the price I was to be no fool,
Moneys no time to waste Or to shoot up the wall
Yyou got The know how, the place did you take media school

She led the way from the alley back to her house
Must not be seen going in must not be seen coming Out.
She said I looked mighty but thin
She told me 'im gonna give you a second helping'

Oooo Razor blade alley, I've been there,
Razor Blade alley neither of us cared

It was the prime time but the wrong place
It was my first time, I hope my last date
I'm just to shy to check in, but this pain of these razors is cutting in
Oooh felt like a knight without shining armour on at the time
She thought she was in a dream, floating up on cloud nine

Now I awake,
She is nowhere,
But the razor cuts deeper everywhere.

Strumentale

I used to work nights with my dad
It was the best job I ever had
Until some blokes on their bikes came through
Said "Come on down to youth, brother, see what's new"
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight

Went to the dance like they said I should
It cost three bob, but it was quite good
The band were jumpin' and a-jivin' around
Their 20 Watt amps really made a sound
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight

Well, I'll have a cup of tea and then I'll change me name
And I'll put my records o-ah-o-ah-on
Till all the geezers in the flats complain
"Wish that rockstar bloke was gone" is the moan

Let's have some fun tonight

Sold all my records and I bought a mic
I found some blokes who would do what I like
LyricsI saw the vicar who ran the hall
He said we can rehearse there any time at all
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight

We're really rocking now, I've got a bird
She says we are the best band she's ever heard
I've got a bike and I'm having a time
But my mum keeps saying "Rock 'n' roll's a crime!"
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight
All right
All night!
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight

In the pub, about seven thirty
Mother makes sure that his face ain't dirty
Him and mother go everywhere
Holds her hand without a care

Lived with mother for fourty years
The neighbourhood said that he must be queer
Normal folk just ain't like that
Glad he can't hear behind his back

When mother dies, he will have a cry
'cos he'll be on his own
He's frightened stiff, would it come to this?
Will he lose her to the heavenly home?

In the pub, about seven thirty
Mother makes sure that his face ain't dirty
Him and mother go everywhere
Holds her hand without a care

Lived with mother for fourty years
LyricsThe neighbourhood said that he must be queer
Normal folk just ain't like that
Glad he can't hear behind his back

When mother dies, he'll have a cry
'cos he'll be on his own
He's frightened stiff, would it come to this?
Will he lose her to the heavenly home?

Once went out with a London girl
Dirty weekend in a hotel
Broke it off when she got shirty
She was twelve and he was thirty

Right after that he was dead sore
He wouldn't go out with girls no more
From that day since, he never has
He wants to do something dirty

Madness, madness, they call it madness
Madness, madness, they call it madness
It's plain to see
That is what they mean to me
Madness, madness, they call it gladness, ha-ha

Madness, madness, they call it madness
Madness, madness, they call it madness
I'm about to explain
That someone is losing their brain
Madness, madness, I call it gladness, yee-ha-ha-ha

Propaganda ministers
Propaganda ministers
I've a-got a heavy due
I'm gonna walk all over you
Cos

Madness, madness, they call it madness
Well if this is madness
Then I know I'm filled with gladness
It's gonna be rougher
It's gonna be tougher
And I won't be the one who's gonna suffer
Oh no, I won't be the one who's gonna suffer
You are gonna be the one, you

One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
We're the Chipmunks, hear us roar
WE'RE THE CHIPMUNKS, HEAR US ROAR
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, THREE, FOUR

D'you have a good time tonight, boys?
YEP, WE SURE DID
Do you think the time is right, boys?
YEP, WE SURE DO
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
Sound off, CHIPMUNKS
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, three, four
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
One, two, THREE, FOUR

Chipmunks are go!