B i o g r a p h y
 (by Bruce Eder )

One of the most successful and popular solo female acts of the past 20 years to come out of England, Kate Bush is also one of the most unusual, with her keening vocals and unusually literate and complex body of songs. As a girl, Catherine Bush amused herself playing an organ in the barn behind her parents' house. By the time she was a teenager, Bush was writing songs of her own. A family friend, Ricky Hopper, heard her music and arranged for a demo to be recorded, which brought Bush to the attention of Pink Floyd lead guitarist David Gilmour. By the time Bush was 16, she had signed to EMI Records, though the company made the decision to bring her along slowly. She studied dance, mime, and voice, and continued writing. By 1977, she was ready to enter the recording studio and begin her formal career, which she did with an original song, "Wuthering Heights," based on material from Emily Brontë's novel. "Wuthering Heights" rose to number one on the British charts. Bush became an overnight sensation at the age of 17 and was obligated to turn in an accompanying album in short order. This she did with The Kick Inside, a collection of material she had written over the previous three years; the album reached number three and sold over a million copies in the U.K. Bush's second album, Lionheart, reached number six but didn't achieve anything like the sales totals or critical acclaim of its predecessor. In England during the spring of 1979, Bush embarked on what proved to be the only concert tour of her career to date, playing a series of shows highlighted by 17 costume changes, lots of dancing, and complex lighting.

The tour proved both exhausting and financially disastrous, and Bush has avoided any but the most limited live concert appearances since, primarily in support of certain charitable causes. By this time, Bush was established as one of the most challenging and eccentric artists ever to have achieved success in rock music, with a range of sounds and interests that constantly challenged listeners. "Babooshka" (1980) became her first Top Five single since "Wuthering Heights," and her subsequent album Never for Ever entered the British charts at number one in September of 1980. During this period, Bush began co-producing her own work, a decisive step toward refining her sound and also establishing her independence from her record company. Although 1982's The Dreaming reached number three, the single "There Goes a Tenner" failed to reach the charts, and most observers felt that Bush had lost her audience. Bush was unfazed by the criticism, and even began taking steps to make herself more independent of her record company by establishing a home studio. After two years' absence, Bush re-emerged in August of 1985 with "Running Up That Hill," which reached number three on the English charts and became her second biggest-selling single. The accompanying album, Hounds of Love, the first record made at her 48-track home studio, debuted on the British charts at the number one position in September of 1985 and remained there for a full month, and soon after "Running Up That Hill" gave Bush her long-awaited American breakthrough, reaching number 30 on Billboard's charts. The changes in her sound and her development as a writer/performer were showcased in the January 1987 best-of collection The Whole Story. That same year, Bush won the Best British Female Artist award at the sixth annual BRIT Awards in London. In October of 1989, Bush's first new album in almost four years, The Sensual World, reached the British number two spot. Bush's next album, The Red Shoes (1993), debuted in the American Top 30, the first time one of her albums had ever charted that high.



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The Cathy Demos
- 1993 -

Before the fall
Come closer to me babe
The craft of love ( craft of life )
Dali ( Ferry me over )
The disbelieving angel
Frightened eyes
The gay farewell ( Eddie the queen )
It hurts me ( Feeling like a waltz )
The Magician
Nevertheless, you'll do
On fire inside a snowball ( Hot in the ice )
Organic acid
The rare flower ( Pick the rare flower )
Rinfy The Gypsy
(Playing Canasta in Cold Rooms)
Scares Me Silly
Something Like A Song
So Soft (You're Soft)
Stranded At The Moonbase
(Keeping Me Waiting)

Surrender Into The Roses (Carmilla)
Where Are The Lionhearts (On the Rocks)
While Davy Dozed (Davy)


This woman's work
- 1978-1990 -

The Empty Bullring
Ran Tan Waltz
Passing Through Air
December Will Be Magic Again
Warm And Soothing
Lord Of The Reedy River
Ne T'enfuis Pas
Un Baiser D'Enfant
Under The Ivy
Burning Bridge
My Lagan Love
The Handsome Cabin Boy
Not This Time
Walk Straight Down The Middle
Be Kind To My Mistakes
I'm Still Waiting
Ken
Experiment IV


Miscellaneous songs
- Misc -

Another Day
Atlantis
Brazil
Candle In The Wind
Cussi, cussi
Do Bears
Don't Give Up
Games Without Frontiers
Home For Christmas
Humming
Lyra
Maybe
Mna Na h'Eireann
No Self Control
Once
Rocket Man
She's Leaving Home
Show A Little Devotion
Sister and Brother
Sunsi
The King Is Dead
The Long And Winding Road
The Man I Love
The Seer
You want alchemy
You were the star
 

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The Cathy Demos

Before the fall

He got her drunk very quickly:
holding hands they found the broom cupboard
where he had control as far as the fall,
the rasping descent of her tights.
When his hand covered wet hairs
she took over among furniture wax, dust,
the cloying yellow of polishing cloth.
When he was sick
she comforted him.

He couldn't do it properly: the club,
the office had left out details of delight.
Satisfied, he would collapse out,
puzzled at why she still squirmed,
held on to him, tears curling into her mouth.
This was something stories always omitted:
that her joy would seem like pain
when he focused after release.

In the third week of the relationship
she was tripping on organic acid,
would stop, pick up a rained out leaf,
would give it into his hand,
full of dead things before they reached the car.
When they drove she sat with mouth open
as though photographed on the impact
of a stomach punch, her right hand gripping
the skin of his leg: he feared her,
slapped out sideways into her face.
She touched the cut with her tongue,
gurgling gratitude for the strange taste.

He stood looking through uncleaned windows,
concentrated on the yellow of his car below.
On the uncarpeted floor, with practice,
she closed her eyes and drew on the cigarette.
Twill jacket and polo-neck made him sweat,
his nape skin red from a hair cut.

Between two smokers she smiled up at him;
as the weed approached he apologised
suddenly wanting familiar territories:
beer, to put his hand up her skirt.
At the bottom of the limbed stairs
he booted the cat, a drop kick in their twenty-five
as he imagined her sylph laugh
gathering chuckles around the room.

There was no premonition of the wet Hog's Back,
sports car slumped snout into a beach,
their corpses giving the vehicle arms,
petrol and blood at last dripping together
but quick flashes of a planned lunch,
cold red beef and a cherry wood fire,
game pie and for him two pints of colder beer,
the winter air tucking under their eye lids,
spinning on the gravel at Clandon:
the hand steaming from quick moisture,
the aromatic finger drawn back into his nose.
Dazed after mutual masturbation
they slewed into a conservative end.

Come closer to me babe 

Come closer to me, babe,
And the night will come much closer, too.
Can't you see the light
Drawing pictures nearer in the skies?

What is it that you whisper
When you close your eyes?
Come closer to me, babe.
Is it me it's all about?
And who is it that you're always
Calling in your sleep?
Who is Sylvia?

Goodnight, baby. Please
Come on home,
Come on home,
Come on home soon.
Goodnight, baby, X4

Come closer to me now,
For I know there's something you must tell me.
When slumber slips between your lips
Will the secrets ooze out easily?

What is it that you whisper
When you close your eyes?
Come closer to me, babe.
Is it me it's all about?
And who is it that you're always
Calling in your sleep?
Who is Sylvia?

Goodnight, baby. Please
Come on home, X2
Come on home soon.
Goodnight, baby, X4

The craft of love 

I tried to study it for just a while:
All of the potions, from oysters to seducing smiles.
But I've found it's already inside me:
A big round bubble of sensuality,
Dared to be burst,
But worried about getting hurt.

I know how you like to kiss.
I'll ask you what you're thinking.
Silvers in our dark hair. [ca. 0'48]
The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish.

The craft of life, X4
Oo-ooh...

Tears spring to mind when I go back in time.
All those lost bodies just seeking security.
Jittering strangers with smutting hands,
Heavy and clever and full of demands.
Well I'm similar to you:
We're familiar with what to do.

I know how you like to kiss.
I'll ask you what you're thinking.
Silvers in our dark hair. [ca. 2'08]
The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish.

The craft of life, X4
Oo-ooh...

Dali ( ferry me over )

High,
And can't see you.
Lives Senora Dali
Alone
And higher still
She keeps her gallery.
Distance means nothing
To me.

A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo,
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo...

Debris everywhere,
Gazing. It's amazing.
Ferry me over, X3
The music, Dali.

Deeper here
Lies hidden
Answers and treasures for him.
"Oh, I prefer absence," said she,
"My heart grows fonder
Alone."

A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo,
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo...

Debris everywhere,
Gazing. It's amazing.
Ferry me over, X3
The music, Dali.

The disbelieving angel

So much for all the prayers you've learned.
They are no help to basic needs.
And all the worlds they've shown you
Just make you even greedier.

So what about divinity?
I'm further away than before.
You're like two stars colliding,
And you're never going to hit the floor.

Why should I whisper in the church?
Because they say it's sacred ground?
Oh, my sacrilege would do you good.
You see, there's nothing here, I've found.

I feel so sorry for you,
Believing because they control.
And of all the guardian angels
They chose me to save your soul!

Oh, I'm just trying to explain,
I'm a disbelieving angel.

Frightened eyes

Just travelling on a bus
From a friend's house,
And all these people are looking at me.
They're gazing out windows,
In any English country gardens.

But as gazes meet,
Vacancy shows on screen.
But I feel inside
The latent hysteria:
"Why is she looking at me?"

And as I drift from one to one I can see
They're all like me.
They've all got frightened eyes
Saying what they're thinking,
What they are doing tonight.

They've all got frightened eyes,
Saying, "Leave me alone,
I'm perfectly safe here inside.
Please don't surprise me."

Expressionless.
Everyone here loves cheap wine--
We all know good taste,
We just get too busy trying to find
The right games to play.

Impatient, aren't we all?
Watching the time trip by.
And all these people are looking at me.
They're gazing out windows.
They're burning up in there.

And as I drift from one to one I can see
They're all like me.
They've all got frightened eyes
Saying what they're thinking,
What they are doing tonight.

They've all got frightened eyes,
Saying, "Leave me alone,
I'm perfectly safe here inside.
Please don't surprise me."

The gay farewell ( Eddie the queen )

I've never seen
Such a sad queen
As Eddie.
I've seen him raving,
Maybe even in pain,
But never
Weeping like a baby.

On Saturday afternoon
He was really fine to him.
But on Saturday evening,
Oh, well Eddie was so pretty.
But now his boy is leaving.

Hey, boy, you're so young
To be a queen weeping.
You're just a little princess.
Oh, Eddie, don't!
'Cause what can I do
But listen to the tired old story. [ca. 1'25]

On Saturday afternoon
He was really fine to him.
But on Saturday evening,
Oh, well Eddie was so pretty.
But now his boy is leaving.
But now his boy is leaving.
But now his boy is leaving him.
Queeny, come home soon!

It hurts me ( Feeling like a waltz )

Slipping past the chimney-pots,
Down among the ashes, away from old times--
Why must I self-indulge in memories?
I should be celebrating to a moving melody,

But it hurts me, it hurts me,
Honey, honey, it hurts me.
And I'm feeling like a waltz,
Growing old, - old, old, old, old.

I was fiery but you put me out.
I was always one for loving and leaving.
I like to think I was immune to romance.
I should be laughing at some good old comedy.

Oh, but it hurts me, it hurts me.
Honey, honey, it hurts me.
And I'm feeling like a waltz -

If you laughed at me, I'd laugh too.
Waltz, don't you know that I'd be really breakin-ing.

L'amour--marche avec un etranger.
I shouldn't care, you're not my darling anymore,

But it hurts me, it hurts me,
Honey, honey, honey, honey.
And I'm feeling like a waltz,
Growing old, old, old, old, old.

The Magician

When you reach for a star
Only angels are there
And it's not very far
Just to step on a stair
Take a look at those clowns
And the tricks that they play
In the circus of life
Life is bitter and gay

There are clowns in the night
Clowns everywhere
See how they run
Run from despair
You can be thrilled
And you can be free

"How?"

But only my friend
If you'll listen to me

When the fantasy bells
Of the universe ring
You can fly through the sky
On a dragonfly's wing
There is magic within
There is magic without
Follow me and you'll learn
Just what life's all about
Just what life's all about

Nevertheless, you'll do

You've never driven through a red light,
Or let your mind leave your body.
It's pitch black in bed every night:
You set the clock right for the morning alarm.

You've never wanted to start any fights,
Don't know a thing about tapping in on wires.

I fill the room with people
but still you sit empty,
Stuck like putty.
I tried to teach you good rock'n'roll,
But you couldn't get over the old one-two,
And nevertheless, you'll do.
Nevertheless, you'll do.
Nevertheless, I do.

You're getting up in the morning and put on your suit [ca. 0'55]
For the office, and leave me.
You come home all pushed and pulled,
At six-thirty in the evening.

The television, it takes you away
To a picture-world where I have no say in it.

I fill the room with people
but still you sit empty,
Stuck like putty.
I tried to teach you good rock'n'roll,
But you couldn't get over the old one-two,
And nevertheless, you'll do.
Nevertheless, you'll do.
Nevertheless, I do.

On fire inside a snowball ( Hot in the ice )

Whenever I look out french windows
It's always snowing outside.

And feel your body relax on mine,
Giving me all the good lines,
(Uh-huh)
All the good lines,
All the good lines...

Hot in the ice,
On fire inside,
A snowball.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.

Hot in the ice,
On fire inside,
A snowball.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.

A crystal layer of ice on our skin:
Very numb outside but warm within.

I bend to join our lips, but it's too cold
To kiss and hit. Is it you I'm feeling?
Is it you I'm feeling?
(Yeah)
Is it you I'm feeling?

Hot in the ice,
On fire inside,
A snowball.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.

Hot in the ice,
On fire inside,
A snowball.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.
Ah, but she's wonderful,
Set in the snow.

Organic acid
 
John Carder Bush :
"He got her drunk very quickly.
Holding hands, they found the broom-cupboard,
Where he had control as far as the fall,
When his hand covered wet hair.
She took over among furniture wax,
Dust, the cloying yellow of polishing-cloth.
When he was sick, she comforted him."

Kate Bush :
Oh, hush, my friend, and sleep,
And cuddle to the wind.
And sleep on through the waves
That may wet your lover's dream.

We have been far through this night long hours.
We will go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

John:
"He couldn't do it properly;
The disco, the office, the pub,
Had left out those details of delight.
Satisfied, he would collapse out,
Puzzled at why she still squirmed,
Held onto him, tears curling into her mouth.
This was something their stories always omitted:
That her joy would seem like pain,
When he focused after his release."

Kate:
Do sand and shells and stones
Peep in through your night?
But you should not be hurt
For all will pass with time.

We have been far through this night long hours.
We will go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

John:
"In the third week of the relationship
She was tripping on organic acid,
Would stop to pick up a rained-out leaf,
Would give it tenderly into his hand--
Full of dead things before they reached the car.
When they drove she sat with mouth open
As though photographed on the impact of a stomach punch,
Her right fist gripping the skin of his left leg.
Hooking the steering-wheel closer to his heart,
He feared her, and slapped out sideways into her face.
She entered the cut with her tongue,
Gurgling gratitude for the strange taste."

Kate:
Do you fear the dark?
Then hush, and realise
That though the angels never come,
Prayers can soothe your mind.

We have been far through this night long hour.
We will go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

John:
"There was no premonition of the wet Hog's back.
The sportscar slumped, snout into a beech,
Their corpses giving the vehicle arms,
Petrol and blood at last dripping together.
But quick flashes of a planned lunch:
Cold red beef, white cloth by a cherrywood fire,
Game pie, and for him two pints of colder beer,
The winter air tucking under their eyelids
As they spun on the gravel at Clandon;
Their hands steaming from quick moisture,
The aromatic finger drawn up to his nostril--
Dazed after mutual masturbation,
They zigzagged into a conservative end."

Kate:
Oh hush, my friend, and sleep...

The Rare Flower" (Pick the Rare Flower)

There's beauty in such a sacred structure, oh,
That thing that is nurtured and loved.
It's quite an occasion.
It's driving me crazy.

I'm not allowed to touch on lust,
I've gotta get a hold of myself.
I mustn't admit it.

I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.

I don't see why I shouldn't,
Well, I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.

Whoooo
Walking, in a Paradise or Eden,
Whoa, temptation:
Give me one second to succumb.

It's calling me.
With a menacing whisper [ca. 1'46]
Magic offer a-charming me
Why I've gotta get a hold of myself,
You see, but it ain't easy.

I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.

I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
Ooooooh.


Rinfy The Gypsy" (Playing Canasta in Cold Rooms)

I fell in love with Rinfy the gypsy.
He said when I grew up he'd marry me,
Carry me away on his steed.

"Don't worry, my baby!
Don't die, my funny little darling!
I'm going away for a little while,
And shouldn't be gone for very long."

Ooh, then I really fell for Geoffrey, our gardener.
He said he'd marry me, too.
Oh, and I believed him, just like a fool.

"Don't worry, my honey!
Don't die, my funny little doll!
I'm going away for a little while.
Shouldn't be gone for very long."
(Ooh, long, long, long...)

Playing canasta in c-cold rooms,
Playing canasta in cold rooms,
Playing canasta upstairs, downstairs,
And in my lover's...ooh...

I met a boy who took me upstairs,
Then took me in his arms and told me
I comforted him, uh-huh.

"Don't worry, my dear,
Don't cry, you weird little stranger. [ca. 2'29]
I'm going away.
You probably won't ever see me again."

Oh, yes, I know, I'm always falling,
Gazing at hazy goldfish in your swimming eyes.
How could I not lie there with you?

"Don't worry, my darling!
Don't die, my silly little baby!
I'm going away for a little while,
And shouldn't be gone for very long."
(Ooh, long, long, long!)

Playing canasta in c-cold rooms,
Playing canasta in cold rooms,
Playing canasta upstairs, downstairs,
And in my lover's...ooh...


Scares Me Silly

Here in the studio,
As they're turning down the lights,
I lick my lips to start the first line--
How can this girl be me?
"Oh, little thing, are you looking lost?"
The vertigo, the need to lose.

Ooh, ooh...
They try to trip me up and tapes begin to spin
I feel a little sick and hope my notes are in.
I try to put it all in, do it for you.
Don't even know you but I need you to love me, too.

They try to trip me up and tapes begin to spin.
I feel a little sick and hope my notes are in.
I try to put it all in, do it for you.
Don't even know you but I need you to love me, too.

Scares me silly, but it gets me going,
Like a Romeo.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going,
Like a Romeo.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going.

Swimming amid the cans,
I wonder can I goad myself into another take,
And keep the mood?
It's like a film - such balance.
I close my eyes to the cello solo, and ache.
The music will never let me blow away - you-oo

You know the feeling when you're on the right track.
You fall in love and you're never gonna turn it back.
It's recording you, they're so sensitive.
Oozing without me, spilling over with secrets.

You know the feeling when you're on the right track.
You fall in love and you're never gonna turn it back.
It's recording you, they're so sensitive.
Oozing without me, spilling over with secrets.

Scares me silly, but it gets me going, [ca. 2'31]
Like a Romeo.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going,
Like a Romeo.
Scares me silly, but it gets me going.


Something Like A Song

There's something that sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow--
A piper:
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, hoooo"

I see him when I turn the lights down low,
In my garden, wading through the pond.
Rest and sing: "Lover oooooooh..."
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, hoooo"

I've called him by every name I know,
By every name I know,
But he won't answer me.
He keeps coming forward, but never moving.
Is there no destiny here?

It sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow--
A piper:
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, hoooo"


So Soft" (You're Soft)

Held in your arms in the back seat,
Cruising down the main street,
How can anyone have such little defense?

You're soft.

In between the sheets, left in limbo,
Covered me like the pillow--
I can hardly tell the difference.

You're soft,
So soft.
To be, to be with you
I'd leave everything.

But I don't know how to deal with you.
I swear you'd fall like a feather if I was cruel.
Love would melt me like hot butter.

You're soft,
So soft.
To be, to be with you
I'd do anything.

Walking down the street, brushing arms,
You're moonlight dancing.
I try hard to keep my feelings in.

You're soft.

Dancing to the music, so low.
I knead you like dough.
How can anyone be so loving

And soft,
So soft?
To be, to be with you
I'd leave everything.

But I don't know how to deal with you.
I swear you'd fall like a feather if I was cruel.
You melt me like hot butter.

You're soft,
So soft.
To be, to be with you
I'd do anything.


Stranded At The Moonbase(Keeping Me Waiting)


A long way up in light-years,
Just a pinpoint in space,
In a century of planetary storms,
Stranded at the moonbase,

The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.

Looking out at the roof-window,
I've seen many strange things,
From shooting stars to Stars 'n' Stripes--
Thought I'd caught a glimpse of golden wings.

The air is getting low, X4

I got the vision of a big white dove.
I've heard the creaking of the pearly gates above.
I'm wond'ring why the big white dove
Is keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting.

Looking way down below me,
The worlds are all awhirl-whirly.
Won't you come along beside?
This place waits for company.0

The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.

I leave my limbs behind me.
As I'm being lifted
Out into the--into the
Spiritual boom-boom abyss.

The air is getting low. X4

I got the vision of a big white dove.
I've heard the creaking of the pearly gates above.
I'm wond'ring why the big white dove
Is keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting.

Surrender Into The Roses" (Carmilla)

Last night you were on my balcony.
You needn't try, know the whole story.
Before it's too late I must get away,
But both of us know you must stay.

Oh, come on, Carmilla,
Surrender into the roses.
Go back home under the posies.
Surrender into the roses,
Carmilla, Carmilla, Carmilla.

Tying, dying, flowers around the room.
It keeps me safe, but oh! the sickly perfume.
Well, it makes me long for the good times,
When you were really alive.

Oh, come on, Carmilla,
Surrender into the roses.
Go back home under the posies.
Surrender into the roses,
Carmilla, Carmilla, Carmilla.


Where Are The Lionhearts" (On the Rocks)

Destiny took me in her arms and told me:
"You're a little lost on the fall.
You fall for all the men
You shouldn't fall for all at all."
Ooh, I know she knows, but still I go on,
Well, I'm a fool.

Climbing up the (l)adders
To slide down the adders
On the rocks, X4

Joan of Arc walks into my mirror,
A burning sword.
I'd like to cry.
I look into her eyes.
I see she's seen the long days and night.
"Ooh," she says,
"The games are still the same, I see,
But they've changed the names now.
Are all Lionhearts put in parks, apart?"

Lionhearts in the asylums,
Lionhearts tossed at sea,
Lionhearts who've lived their lives, like Arthur.
Lionhearts in cathedrals,
Lionhearts at mournings,
Lionhearts in every seed--
But they're sown
On the rocks, X4

Somebody I couldn't see
Tied me up and put me away,
Here on the rocks,
Here on the rocks,
Here on the rocks...

While Davy Dozed" (Davy)


I stayed the night in your arms.
Over half an hour I stayed awake,
Looking at you.

Your face seemed radiant.
The wall was to steep [ca. 0'30]
With a crack in the moment
As I held you.

Oo-ooh...
While na-na ne-ne-na ne-na-na Davy dozed.
I closed my eyes.
Realised the time is close for us to go.
Hold me, oh hold me.

Davy, Davy,
Bending like a willow-branch.
He rocks me like a baby.

Oo-ooh...

I know he loves another lady,
But I still see him in the hallway
Calling me.

Oh, when we danced so closely,
I really felt as though I was melting
In a pool.

Oo-ooh...

Oh,
While na-na na-na na-na-na Davy dozed.
I closed my eyes.
Realised the time is close for us to go.
Hold, please hold me.

Davy, Davy,
Bending like a willow-branch.
He rocks me like a baby.
Oo-ooh...

Kate Bush

This woman's work box set

The empty bullring


Disappears through a window.
Out of my mind
Trying to keep him at home.
Out into Rome
In the early hours,
Leaving me here
Like Tamlaine in her Tower.
You are going
To the empty bullring,
Taking your red cloak
To regain something.

Oh, you rolling matador,
Kill in your eyes
For the toro
That shut the door
To glory and gore.
The throw of the rose--
It's all you lived for,
But you've lost it all.

Your red streak
On the plot where many feet
Left it incomplete.
But you kept the meaning.
You feel him charge again,
And you feel him cut you down
Right on the spot
Where you thought
You were ground for good.
These flights of fantasy
Make your wounds more sore,
But you've every right
To even grab at the last straw.
Oh, Lord...

Oh, you rolling matador,
Kill in your eyes
For the toro
That shut the door
To glory and gore.
The throw of the rose--
It's all you lived for,
But you've lost it all.

Ran tan waltz

Where is she
When the little thing cries?
She lies in a bed
With a friend of mine.
But some nights
She'll run back in fright
If she picks on a dick
That's too big for her pride.

Oh! Oh!
Why did I ever go marry her?
I was a child!
I'm holding the baby,
She's ran-tanning constantly.
She saw me coming for miles.
She saw me open wide.

Four o'clock
And the key's in the lock.
And she's been on the win [The word might be "wing".]
And she's stinking of drink.
Wakes the kid,
So I put him to sleep,
And she's in there all night,
Doubled over the sink.

Oh! Oh!
Why did I ever go marry her?
I was a child!
I'm holding the baby,
She's ran-tanning constantly.
She saw me coming for miles.
She saw me open wide.
Open wide.
Open wide.

Passing through air

Passing through air.
You mix the stars with your arms.
Walking through there.
The doom of eternity balms.
Skies of grey are not today.

Oh! Don't you throw my love away,
I need your loving, I need your loving.
Oh! Don't you pour down rain today,
I need your love, I need your care
So much, so much, so much!

Laughing through smiles.
You lick my love with the years.
Walking for miles.
You cool my brow with your tears.
Skies of greay are not today.

Oh! Don't you throw my love away,
I need your loving, I need your loving.
Oh! Don't you pour down rain today,
I need your love, I need your care
So much, so much, so much!

Oh! Don't you throw my love away,
I need your loving, I need your loving.
Oh! Don't you pour down rain today,
I need your loving, I need your loving.

Oh! Don't you throw my love away,
I need your loving, I need your loving.
Oh! Don't you pour down rain today,
I need your loving, I need your loving.

December will be magic again

December will be magic again.
Take a husky to the ice
While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas.
He makes you feel nice.
December will be magic again.
Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney,
Just a-popping up in my memory.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up.
(Cover the muck up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

December will be magic again.
Light the canDLe-lights
To conjure Mr. Wilde
Into the Silent Night.
Ooh, it's quiet inside,
Here in Oscar's mind.

December will be magic again.
Don't miss the brightest star.
Kiss under mistletoe.
I want to hear you laugh.
Don't let the mystery go now.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up, with just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up
(Cover the muck up, ooh, with a little luck.)

Oh, I'm coming to cover the lovers.
Ooh, and I'm coming to sparkle the dark up.
Ooh, and I'm coming to cover the muck up.

Warm and soothing

Warm and soothing,
That's how I remember home.
Walking into arms
Through the back door.
Hearing voices I know well,
And long for.

Cold and boozy,
Our holiday in the Alps.
Sitting in the lobby,
Mostly smoking.
Choking on the woozy afternoon.

I'm reeling in the music
And I've only had a few.
And I'm afraid
By the way we grow old,
My darling.

Abrupt, too moody,
You making our party list.
I remember sulking
On the sofa.
For most of the winter
We were strangers.

Just one more
To ease the ache,
Before the night takes me.
When you stay asleep
On your side of the bed,
Don't look at me,
Don't look at you...

I'm reeling in the music
And I've only had a few.
And I'm afraid
By the way we grow old,
My darling.

Lord of the reedy river

I fell in love with a swan.
My eyes were filled with feathers,
He filled me with song,
In the reedy river,
In the reedy river.

I in my boat long hours,
He in his royal plumage--
I threw him some flowers,
In the reedy river,
In the reedy river.

Black was the night and starry.
I loosened off my garments
And let forth my hair,
In the reedy river,
In the reedy river.

Sadly we mourned and sighed,
Whilst in evening twilight
Two swans glide and fly
In the reedy river,
In the reedy river,
("Two swans glide and fly")
In the reedy river.
("Two swans glide and fly")

I fell in love with a swan...
(unintelligible spoken words)

Ne t'enfuis pas

Je viens
Comme un chat
Par la nuit si noire.
Tu attends,
Et je tombe
Dans tes ailes blanches, la-la-la...
Et je vole,
Et je coule
Comme une plume.

Si les grands yeux de mon Dieu
Ne me gardaient pas,
Je te volerais

Ne t'enfuis pas!
Tu as des ailes,
Le pouvoir de me quitter.
Tu es tombé
Du ciel comme un ange, la-la-la
Et j'ai peur
Que le ciel
Te reprenne.

Si les grands yeux de mon Dieu
Ne me gardaient pas,
Je te volerais.

Je viens
Comme un chat
Par la nuit si noire.

Je t'en prie,
Je t'en prie,
Je t'en prie,
Je t'en prie,
Je t'en prie,
Je t'en prie--
Ne t'enfuis
Pas!

Un baiser d'enfant

Je dis bonne nuit-nuit.
Je le borde dans le lit.
Mais ca ne va pas.

Qu'est-ce que c'est? Un baiser.
Ca me fait frémir.

Je n'ai jamais avant
Aimée un enfant
Sans contrôle.

Il n'est qu'un jeune, et à l'ecole.
Chez nous ils n'aimeront pas.
Sa petite main joue dans mon coeur,
Juste là où ca fait mal.
Toc-toc. Qui est dans ce bébé?
Tu sais si bien y faire.

Toutes les barrières tombent.
Ca va se voir, ça va se voir,
Ca se voit. ça se voit, ça se voit.

Je ne peux laisser faire
Je le regretterais.
Ouh, il m'effraie!.

Il y a un homme là dans les yeux.
Je le vois en me penchant.

Ouh, il me fait peur
Quand ils chuchotent entre eux.
Le vent souffle.

Sur leurs lèvres des caresses
Qui parlent de l'amour.

Je veux frapper, je me retiens.
Je veux juste toucher.

Je dois rester et arrêter
Tout ça avant qu'il soit trop tard!

Toutes les barrières tombent.
Ca va se voir, ça va se voir,
Ca se voit. Ca se voit. Ca se voit,
L'amour.

Under the ivy

 
It wouldn't take me long
To tell you how to find it
To tell you where we'll meet
This little girl inside me
Is retreating to her favourite place

Go into the garden
Go under the ivy
Under the leaves
Away from the party
Go right to the rose
Go right to the white rose
(For me)

I sit here in the thunder
The green on the grey
I feel it all around me
And it's not easy for me
To give away a secret
It's not safe

But go into the garden
Go under the ivy
Under the leaves
Away from the party
Go right to the rose
Go right to the white rose
(For me)

Go into the garden
Go under the ivy
Go under the leaves with me
Go right to the rose
Go right to the white rose
I'll be waiting for you

It wouldn't take me long
To tell you how to find it.

*** Thanx a lot to Mirjan for this one ***

Burning bridge

Come close to me.
Come cross the bridge.
I need to know what you have to say to me.
(We've been waiting all night long.)
What have you got to say to me?
(We've been waiting all night long.)
Tell me all about it.
(We've been waiting.)
Tell me please.
(We've been waiting.)
Oh, I know.

I know it works for me.
As we cross the bridge--the burning bridge--
With flames behind us,
We front the line.
It's you and me, baby, against the world.
(We've been waiting.)
I've got to know what you have to say.
(We've been waiting.)
What have you got to say?
(We've been waiting.)
Ooh--oh--oh,
(We've been waiting.)
Tell me all about it,
(We've been...)
All night long,
(We've been...)
All night long.
(We've been...)

It works for me.
It's you and me, babe, against the world.
All night long
It works for me.
Let's cross the bridge.
Oh, I know,
(We've been waiting.)
I know, I know.
(We've been...)
It's you and me, babe.
When you stand next to me, babe, it's all right.
It's you and me, babe, against the world.

My lagan love

When rainy nights are soft with tears,
And Autumn leaves are falling,
I hear his voice on tumbling waves
And no one there to hold me.
At evening's fall he watched me walk.
His heart was mine.
But my love was young, and felt
The world was not cruel, but kind.
Where Lagan's light fell on the hour,
I saw him far below me--
Just as the morning calmed the storm--
With no one there to hold him.
My loves have come, my loves have gone,
And nothing's left to warn me,
Save for a voice on the traveling wind,
And the glimpse of a face at morning.

The handsome cabin boy

It's of a pretty female
As you may understand.
Her mind being bent for rambling
Unto some foreign land,
She dressed herself in sailor's clothes,
Or so it does appear,
And she hired with a captain
To serve him for a year.

[The captain's wife she being on board,
She seemed in great joy
To think the captain had engaged
Such a handsome cabin boy,
That now and then she'd slip him a kiss,
And she'd have liked to toy,
But 'twas the captain found out the secret
Of the handsome cabin boy.]

Her cheeks they were like roses
And her hair rolled in a curl.
The sailors often smiled and said
He looked just like a girl.
But eating of the captain's biscuit
Her colour did destroy,
And the waist did swell of pretty Nell,
The handsome cabin boy.

It was in the bay of Biscay
Our gallant ship did plow.
One night among the sailors
Was a fearful flurry and row.*
They tumbled from their hammocks
For their sleep it did destroy,
And they sworn about the groaning
Of the handsome cabin boy.

"Oh doctor, dear, oh doctor,"
The cabin boy did cry.
"My time has come, I am undone,
And I will surely die."
The doctor come a-runnin'
And a-smilin' at the fun.
To think a sailor lad should have
A daughter or a son.

The sailors when they saw the joke
They all did stand and stare.
The child belonged to none of them,
They solemnly did swear.
The captain's wife, she says to him,
"My dear, I wish you joy,
For 'tis either you or me's betrayed
The handsome cabin boy!"

[Now sailors, take your tot of rum
And drink success to trade,
And likewise to the cabin boy
That was neither man nor maid.
Here's hoping the wars don't rise again
Our sailors to destroy,
And here's hoping for a jolly lot more
Like the handsome cabin boy.]

Not this time

Oh, with a mind that renders everything sensitive,
What chance do I have here?
Put an end, put an end,
Put an end to every dream.
When you're near, I fear you,
And I forget myself.

But not this time.
Not this time.
Not this time, baby,
Not this time.

I don't know why I give in, but I do every time.
And here I am wondering why I did it again.
Too-ree-ay, too-ree-o, too-ree-ay, too-ree-o, too-ree-ay's what I say
To keep me going,
To keep the shit away.

I don't know what it is,
But every time you're near, I fear you,
And I forget myself.

No, not this time, baby.
Not this time, you won't.
Not this time, darling.
C'mon, we all sing:

Too-ree-ay, too-ree-o, too-ree-ay, too-ree-o,
Too-ree-ay, too-ree-o, too-ree-ay, too-ree-o,
Too-ree-ay, too-ree-o, too-ree-ay, too-ree-o,

Not this time.

Walk straight down the middle

Can't move my arms,
Can't move my legs.
Can't say no,
I can't say yes.
Can't help myself.
I need your help.

(We go)
"Ooh, ooh, what do we do,
Now we just can't move?"
We're calling out for Middle Street.

"Ooh, ooh, what do we do,
Now we just can't move?"
We hang on to every line,
And walk straight down the middle of it.

He thought he was gonna die,
But he didn't.
she thought she just couldn't cope,
But she did.
We thought it would be so hard,
But it wasn't...
It wasn't easy, though!

Can't say yes,
I can't say no.
Can't begin,
Can't let go...
Help me now.

(We go)
"Ooh, ooh, what do we do,
Now we just can't move?"
We're calling out for Middle Street.

"Ooh, ooh, what do we do,
Now we just can't move?"
We hang on to every line,
And walk straight down the middle of it.

He thought he was gonna die,
But he didn't.
She thought she could never cope,
But she did.
We thought it was all over,
But it wasn't...
It hadn't started yet.

And walk straight down the middle of it.
And walk straight down the middle of it.
"d^^^^^^^^^^ d^^^^^^^^^^", calling out for Middle Street.
Calling out for Middle Street, "d^^^^^^^^^^ d^^^^^^^^^^^".
Walking straight down the middle of it. "d^^^^^^^^^^^^^^".

Be kind to my mistakes

It is this that brings us together.
It is this that brings us together.

It's all right, darling,
We can do this together.
It's all right, darling,
I can think of nothing better.

I don't know you,
And you don't know me:
It is this that brings us together.

It is this that brings us together.
It is this that brings us together.
I don't know what you are
(It is this that brings us together.)
Looking for in me.
I don't know what I want,
(It is this that brings us together.)
But my heart is needing.

Am I yours? Are you mine?
We'll find all we're meant to find.
In your life, in my life,
There are secrets too dark
To let out, to let go of,
To get over.

But that's all right, baby.
That's all right by me.
It's all right now.

(Just let me say)
Please, ("Yea, yo, yea, yo!")
Please, ("Yea, yo, yea, yo!")
Please, ("Yea, yo, yea, yo!")
Please be kind
To my mistakes.
Be kind,
Be kind
To me.

"Lum, lum, lum...
Lum, lum...Lum, lum..."

I'm still waiting

Somewhere a door is opening
Somewhere a door is closing
Somewhere somebody dies
Somewhere a newborn baby cries

Maybe the love has gone
But there's still a heart that's beating
Though the clouds have come
Maybe the sun will come out

The storm is coming back
Maybe you'll be coming back
'Coz I'm still waiting
Baby well I'm still waiting

Mmmna mmmna mmmna mmmnamm
Baby well I'm still waiting
Somewhere a door is opening

Maybe the love has gone
But there's still a heart that's beating
Though the clouds have come
Maybe the sun will come out

Maybe you'll be coming back
'Coz there's still a heart that's beating
Though the clouds have come
Maybe the sun will come out

Maybe you'll be coming back
There's still a heart that's beating
Maybe the sun will come out
They say the storm will be coming back
Maybe you'll be coming back 'Coz I'm still waiting

Mmmna mmmna mmmna mmmna
Baby well I'm still waiting
Ooh I'm waiting
Mmmmmmmmoooh
YAYAYAYAYAYA!
Oh I'm waiting
Oh

Ken

YOWWW! Ha!
We look to the left and to the right
We need help but nobody's in sight
Where is the man that we all need
Well tell him he's to come and rescue me

Chorus:
Do do 'n do do 'n do dow
Do do 'n do do 'n do dow
Ken is the man that we all need
Ken is the leader of the GLC

Now head 'em up
Rope 'em in
Move 'em out
Now can't you see
That we need the leader of the GLC

Do do 'n do do 'n do dow
Do do 'n do do 'n do dow
Ken is the man that we all need
Ken is the leader of the GLC

Who is the man we all need?
(KEN!!)
Who is the funky sex machine?
(KEN!!)
Who is the leader of the GLC?
(KEN!!)
Who is the man we all need?
(KEN!!)

Now head 'em up
Rope 'em in
Move 'em out
(KEN!!)
Can't you see
That we need ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Do do 'n do do 'n do dow
Do do 'n do do 'n do dow
Ken is the man that we all need
Ken is the WAHWHAYEAYEAYEAYEA!!!!

Who is the man we all need?
(KEN!)
(KEN!)

Do do 'n do do 'n do dow
Do do 'n do do 'n do dow
Ken is the man that we all need
Ken is the leader of the GLC!!

Experiment IV

We were working secretly
For the militairy
Our experiment in sound
Is nearly ready to begin
We only know in theory
What we are doing
Music made for pleasure
Music made to thrill
It was music we were making here until

They told us
All they wanted
Was a sound that could kill someone
From a distance.
So we go ahead,
And the meters are over in the red.
It's a mistake in the making.

It could feel like falling in love.
It could feel so bad.
But it could feel so good.
It could sing you to sleep--
("I'll bet my mum's gonna give me a little toy instrument!") ???? !
But that dream is your enemy.

We won't be there to be blamed.
We won't be there to snitch.
I just pray that someone there
Can hit the switch.

But they told us
All they wanted
Was a sound that could kill someone
From a distance.
So we go ahead,
And the meters are over in the red.
It's a mistake we've made.

And the public are warned to stay off.

*** Thanx a lot to Mirjan for this one ***



Miscellaneous songs


Another Day

( Roy Harper )
BBC2 Christmas Special, December 28, 1979


The kettle's on, the sun has gone
Another day
She offers me tibetan tea on a flower tray
She's at the door, she wants to score
She dearly needs to to say
I loved you a long time ago
Where the winds own forget me nots blow
But I just couldn't let myself go
Not knowing what on earth there was to know
But I wish that I had
'Cos I'm feeling so sad
That I never had one of your children
And across the room inside a tomb
A change is waxed and wanes
The night is young why are we so hung up
In each others chains
I must make her, I must take her
While the dove domains
And feel the juice run as she flies
Run my winds under her sighs
As the flames of eternity rise
To lick us with the first-born lash of dawn
Oh really my dear
I can't see what we fear
Sat here with ourselves in between us
And at the door we can't say more
Than just another day
And without a sound I turn around
And I walk away

Atlantis [Demo]

In that ocean.
Wide eyed and deeper in your gaze,
And bluer than the bright that's in the cave.

There is a city,
Came out from you, Atlantis
In ruins, sunken below the waves

But in the city,
Where there is no one.
What's the point of being free, eh?
When there is nothing there to tie me down,
Oh, no more here.

The bluest city,
Covered in coral and coral,
On sea chests,
And sealed Jamaician tales.

There is nobody,
To count the soldiering meandering whales,
With a shoal of herring amongst the sails.

But in the city,
Where there is no one.
What's the point of being free, eh?
When there is nothing there to tie me down,
Oh, no more here.

There is the city Atlantis.

Brazil

Brazil
When hearts were entertained in June
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly whispered 'some day soon'

We kissed and clung together
Then
Tomorrow was another day
The morning found me miles away
With still a million things to say

Now
When twilight beams the skies above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing I'm certain of

Return I will
To old Brazil

Candle in the wind

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled

They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on a treadmill
And they made you change your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
The candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid

Even when you died
Oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
Well I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
The candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
Goodbye Norma Jean
From the young man in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something as more than sexual
More than just Marilyn Monroe

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
Well I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
The candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye
Goodbye Norma Jean

Cussi, Cussi [Demo]

Please
Don't be-e afraid of this
Coz' we don't move the way they do.
Surely you don't love them?
So why hide it away from me?

Please be easy you got it I haven't,
[gap]
...oon,
It gets us really stoned.

Really amazingly,
Cussi, Cussi, Cussi,
Cussi, Cussi, Cussi. Ah.

Don't let them in
When you see that secret smile.
Baby, don't let them in
When you feel the ribbons eye.

You get the wrong idea,
You'll get broken,
And you never let yourself go again with me.

And I've notice in your eyes
A sadness I don't like.
To recognise
You are feeling a heavy side of your ecstacy.

Now you're getting to me,
So that I can I hardly bear it.
So that I can I hardly bear it.
No no,
Don't get too deep.

Don't let them in
When you see that secret smile.
Baby, don't let them in
When you feel the ribbons eye.

You get the wrong idea,
You'll get broken,
And you never let yourself go again with me,
Properly.

Do bears

( Sang on april 4th 1986 with Rowan Atkinson on the Comic Relief )

Rowan :
For years I thought I'd have to live alone
I never got a letter
I did disconnect the phone
The only girls I ever saw where on tv
But now i've got a Venus who's sitting next to me

Rowan & Kate :
Do I love you
Do I want you
Would I give my life to you?
If I could
Do birds fly
Do fish swim
And do bears shalalala... In the woods?

Rowan :
I met her in the first class lounge
Of a jumbo jet
It was love at first sight
Romeo and Juliet

Kate :
He looked pretty rich
And I was down on luck
So I charged him a fortune
For a flighing...

Rowan :
...for crying out loud!

Rowan & Kate :
Do I love you
Do I want you
Would I sacrifice my life to you?
If I could
Is the pope catholic
Is Luxembourg small
And do those hairy bears ssshhh.... In the woods?

Rowan :
I introduced her 'round my friends
She was ace
I was no longer on earth
But in a better place

Kate :
He's an utter creep
And he drives me 'round the bend
To eleviate the bottom
I sleep with his friends

Rowan :
Ho-ho-ho!

Rowan & Kate :
Do I love you
Do I want you

Kate :
Would I tear out both my eyes
And fry them If I could?

Rowan & Kate :
Is the Bible fiction
Is true love a contradiction
And do bears shalalala... In the woods?

Do I desire you
Do I adore you

Rowan :
Would I cut off all my toenails
And put them into an envelope
With my feet

Rowan & Kate :
Is drakengod (?) Head
Is ??? Dead
And do those bears shalalala... In the woods?
(sha-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Do those bears shalalala...
(sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Do those bears shalalala...

Rowan :
On Main Street?

*** Thanx a lot to Mirjan for this one ***

Don't Give Up

Peter Gabriel's album "So"(1986)

In this proud land we grew up strong
We were wanted all along
I was taught to fight, taught to win
I never thought I could fail

No fight left or so it seems
I am a man whose dreams have all deserted
I've changed my face, I've changed my name
But no-one wants you when you lose

Don't give up
'cos you have friends
Don't give up
You're not beaten yet
Don't give up
I know you can make it good


Though I saw it all around
Never thought that I could be affected
Thought that we'd be last to go
It is so strange the way things turn

Drove the night toward my home
The place that I was born, on the lakeside
As daylight broke, I saw the earth
The trees had burned down to the ground

Don't give up
You still have us
Don't give up
We don't need much of anything
Don't give up
'cause somewhere there's a place
Where we belong
Rest your head
You worry too much
It's going to be alright
When times get rough
You can fall back on us
Don't give up
Please don't give up

Got to walk out of here
I can't take any more
Going to stand on that bridge
Keep my eyes down below
Whatever may come
And whatever may go
That river's flowing
That river's flowing

Moved on to another town
Tried hard to settle down
For every job, so many men
So many men no-one needs

Don't give up
'cause you have friends
Don't give up
You're not the only one
Don't give up
No reason to be ashamed
Don't give up
You still have us
Don't give up now
We're proud of who you are
Don't give up
You know its never been easy
Don't give up
'cause I believe there's a place
There's a place where we belong.

Games Without Frontiers

(Peter Gabriel)
From Peter Gabriel's album "3" a.k.a "Melt"(1980) ( backing vocals )


Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again
Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt
Adolf builts a bonfire, Enrico plays with it
Whistling tunes we hid in the dunes by the seaside
Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears

Jeux sans frontieres

Andre has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue
They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu
Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names
Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside
Whistling tunes we piss on the goons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-wars without tears
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears

Jeux sans frontieres

Home for christmas

You know that I'll be waiting
To hear your footsteps saying
That you'll be coming home for Christmas.

Please say you won't forget me
That every moment's emtpy
But only 'til you're coming home for Christmas.

If I only had wings
Then I would fly to you
Through all the snowy weather
We'd be together
No one makes me feel the way you do.

You know that I'll be waiting
To hear your footsteps saying
That you'll be coming home

Home for Christmas.

Humming [Demo]

Oh Davy, you may have many words
And many thoughts for you're near
You're so like a star upon me
So like a star upon me
To be one in your garden
Humming, humming, humming

Oh Davy, you may have many words
And many songs for you're near
You're so like a star upon me
So like a star upon me
To be one in your garden
Humming, humming, humming

Oh Davy, you may have many words
And many songs for you're near
You're so like a star upon me
So like a star upon me
To be one in your garden
Humming, humming, humming

Lyra

( The Golden Compass Soundtrack )

Where are our lives
If there is no dream
Where is our home

We don’t know how
There will be a way
Out of this storm
We will find home

And her soul walks beside her
An army stands behind her
Lyra, Lyra

And her face full of grace
Two worlds collide around her
The truth lies deep inside her
Lyra, Lyra

And the stars look down upon her
This darkness settles on her
Lyra, Lyra

Who’s to know what’s in the future
We hope we will be with her
We have all our love to give her
O Lyra, Lyra

Maybe [Radio]

I'm searching for any revolutionary open
Caused him to a light a nerve.
I'm not on cloud nine on a blue sky
And there a-rocking
Because he's a-rocking, too.

So maybe, you may have many words
And many thoughts for yawning
You're so like a star upon me
...

Mna Na h'Eireann


From the album "Common Ground - Voices of modern Irish music"

Ta bean in Eirinn a phronnfadh sead damh is mo shaith le n-ol
Is ta bean in Eireann is ba bhinne leithe mo rafla ceoil
No seinm thead; ata bean in Eirinn is niorbh fhearr lei beo
Mise ag leimnigh no leagtha i gcre is mo tharr faoi fhod

Ta bean in Eirinn a bheadh ag ead liom mur bhfaighfinn ach pog
O/ bhean ar aonach, nach ait an sceala, is mo dhaimh fein leo;
Ta bean ab fhearr liom no cath is cead dhiobh nach bhfagham go deo
Is ta cailin speiriuil ag fear gan Bhearla, dubhghranna croin.

Ta bean a dearfadh da siulann leithe go bhfaighinn an t-or,
Is ta bean 'na leine is is fearr a mein no na tainte bo
Le bean a bhuairfeadh Baile an Mhaoir is clar Thir Eoghain,
Is ni fhaicim leigheas ar mo ghalar fein ach scaird a dh'ol.

No Self Control

(Peter Gabriel)
From Peter Gabriel's album "3" a.k.a "Melt"(1980) ( backing vocals )


Got to get some food
I'm so hungry all the time
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop

Got to get some sleep
I'm so nervous in the night
I don't know how to stop
No, I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop

Got to pick up the phone
I will call any number
I will talk to anyone
I know I'm gone too far
Much too far I gone this time
And I don't want to think what I've done
I don't know how to stop
No, I don't know how to stop

There are always hidden silences
Waiting behind the chair
They come out when the coast is clear
They eat anything that moves
I go shaky at the knees
Lights go out, stars come down
Like a swarm of bees

No self-control

You know I hate to hurt you
I hate to see your pain
But I don't know how to stop
No, I don't know how to stop

Street after street
Night after night
I walk on through the rain
I walk on through the rain
I don't know how to stop

Once

(Roy Harper)
Roy Harper's album "Once" (1990) ( backing vocals )


Earth for all creatures
A thought for all (wo)men
Right for the speechless
Wrong until then?

Eyes for the laughter
Thirst for the tongue
Hands for together
Ears for the song

The song of love
We sing in silence
Every moment long

Once
Here to be done as we do
With only one chance
Here for the wonder of under the stars
For the one and only
Once

Joy for the children
Hope for the chance
Men for the women
Now for the dance

The dance of love
We dance just once
In unique circumstance

Once
Here to be done as we do
With only one chance
Here for the wonder of under the stars
For the one and only once

Rocket man

She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight

And I think it's gonna be a long long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone

Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them if you did
And all this science I don't understand
It's just my job five days a week
A rocket man, a rocket man

And I think it's gonna be a long long time...

She's Leaving Home

(Lennon/McCartney)
Japanese TV-show "Sound in 'S'" June 1978


Wednesday morning at five o'clock
As the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes downstairs to the kitchen
Clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the back door key
Stepping outside she is free

She (we gave her most of our lives)
Is leaving (sacrificed most of our lives)
Home (we gave her everything money could buy)
She's leaving home after living alone for
So many years (bye bye)

Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
Picks up the letter that's lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
She breaks down and cries to her husband
Daddy our baby's gone
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly
How could she do this to me

She (We never thought of ourselves)
Is leaving (never a thought for ourselves)
Home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She's leaving home after living alone for
So many years (bye bye)

Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting a man from the motor trade

She (what did we do that was wrong)
Is having (we didn't know it was wrong)
Fun (fun is the one thing that money can't buy)
Something inside that was always denied for
So many years (bye bye)
She's leaving home (bye bye)

Show a little devotion

Everything that you wanted
Everything that you love
Yeah
Will run away from you
Everything that you care for
Yeah - yeah
Show a little devotion

In my .................. devotion'

No, the minute I saw your face
Is there anything that I can do?
Anything at all?
You'd tell me about it won't you?
Any way that I can help?
Just tell me about it
Won't you

So that I can do it
Anything at all
Just tell me what it is that you want
Then I can do it
Everything has an ending
And Everything has a tale to wag

-YEAH

ANSWER ME love

Everyone has a right to that
Yeah, oh yeah, yeah
Show me a little devotion

GIVE/GET ALL MY DEVOTION ????? [not sure]

I don't worry
about IT AT ALL ?????

And you know the minute I saw your face

Hey
Is there anything THAT I can do? ['That' missing]
Anything at all?
You'd tell me about it won't you?
IS THERE ANY WAY THAT I can help ['Is there' mumbled]

Just tell me what it is
Then I can do it
Anything at all
Just tell me what it is that you want

Then I can do it
Anything at all
Just put the words together for me
Then I can do it
Anything at all
Just tell me what it is that you want
Then I can do it

Sister and Brother

(Midge Ure)
Midge Ure's album "Answers To Nothing" (1988)


Sister, I will stand by you
Sister, I believe in you
Sister, 'coz I am your brother
Sister, fight for what you need
Sister, make the blind man see
Sister, and I'll be your brother

Giving, taking, living, with one another
Sister and brother
Seeing, breathing, believing in one another
Sister and brother

Brother, I am equal to
Brother, all a man can do
Brother, for I am your sister
Brother, if you need me near
Brother, in your doubt and fear
Brother, then I'll be your sister

Giving, taking, living, with one another
Sister and brother
Seeing, breathing, believing in one another
Sister and brother

Sister, will you stand by me
Sister, and believe in me
Sister, 'coz I am your brother

Brother, if you need me near
Brother, in your doubt and fear
Then I'll be your sister

Oh no, oh no I'll be your sister
Oh no, oh no I'll be your brother
Oh no, oh no I'll be your sister
Oh no, oh no. Sister and brother
Oh no, oh no I'll be your sister

Sunsi [Demo]

Did you know
I don't know what goes on
When you shut the blind in your eyes?
That moment I come alive.
Nobody knows oh what you can do.

Oh Sunsi, you really make me want to seek it out.
Oh Sunsi, you release the precious key.
Precious key.
Oh Lord, the precious key.
I don't know if your mystery is the same?

Oh where is the light, where I have seen the flame.
Oh where is the light, oh I have been the flame.
Oh river light, go out with a flame.

Falling, you appear so many ways:
Falling over, falling down, falling in love;
I'm falling under your spell.
Well I know they're not aware of what you can do to me.

Oh Sunsi, you really make me want to seek it out.
Oh Sunsi, you release the precious key.
The precious key.
Oh Lord, the precious key.
I don't know if your mystery will remain?

Oh where is the light, where I have seen the flame.
Oh where is the light, oh I have been the flame.
Oh river light, go out with a flame.

The King Is Dead

(P.Cox/R.Drummie)
Go West's album "Dancing On The Couch" (1987) ( backing vocals )


The king is dead
No doubt about it
We came a long way
Just to say goodbye
And in the end
It was some old swansong
The king is dead
You'd never know it
But we got pictures
Of a different man
He's flesh and blood
No-one knows all the answers
Some days we just do the best we can

You changed my mind in a minute
It breaks my heart to admit it
Don't make me say...

The king is dead
The show is over
We came a long way
Just to turn around
Lesson learned
No-one knows all the answers
Some days we just do the best we can

You changed my mind in a minute
It breaks my heart to admit it
Don't make me say...

You let me in behind the lies
But you're no use to me lifesize
No-one's to blame

Some days we just do the best we can

The Long And Winding Road

(Lennon/McCartney)
Japanese TV-show "Sound in 'S'" June 1978


The long and winding road
That leads to your door
Will never disappear
I've seen that road before
It always leads me her
Lead me to you door

The wild and windy night
That the rain washed away
Has left a pool of tears
Crying for the day
Why leave me standing here
Let me know the way

Many times I've been alone
And many times I've cried
Any way you'll never know
The many ways I've tried

But still they lead me back
To the long winding road
You left me standing here
A long long time ago
Don't leave me waiting here
Lead me to your door

But still they lead me back
To the long winding road
You left me standing here
A long long time ago
Don't leave me waiting here
Lead me to your door
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

The man I love

Someday he'll come along
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong
The man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay

He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand
And in a little while
He'll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both won't say a word

Maybe I shall meet him
Sunday, maybe Monday, maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little home
Just meant for two
From which I'd never roam
Who would, would you?

And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love

Maybe I shall meet him
Sunday, maybe Monday, maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little home
Just meant for two
From which I'd never roam
Who would, would you?

And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love

 

The Seer

(Stuart Adamson)
From Big Country's album "The Seer" ( backing vocals )


Long ago I beard a tale
I never wilt forget
The time was in the telling
On the bank the scene was set

The sky was rolling blindly on
The daylight had not gone
She washed her hair among the stones
And saw what was to come

All this will pass
There will be blood among the corn
And heroes in the hills
But there is more to come my boy
Before you've had your fill

Men will come and rope the sail
As though it were their own
And they will bathe their feet in oil
As I have bathed my own

All this will pass
All things must come
Just as I tell you here

Stones will stand together
As if searching for the stars
And all come crashing down again
Before they reach too far

She turned to face the setting sun
I turned to walk away
But then she called my name again
And beckoned me to stay

All this will pass
All things must come
Just as I tell you here

She told me of the famous sons
Who write their names in peace
Yet be cut down before the time
Has come for our release

Just as I tell you here

Even now
I wait for the coming day
Even now
She waits in the dawn

For the tales she tells
For the gifts that she will sell
For the sight she knows
For a vision that still grows
With the dream in her eyes no one's seen

I listened for so long that day
That I can hardly tell
If what she said was heaven sent
Or brought to bear in hell

That men of hope would stand alone
And still be cast a lie
Just as Romans cast them
On the day they were to die

All this will pass

There is more of what she told
Much better left alone
For who are we to question her
Who stands among the stones

You want alchemy

What a lovely afternoon
On a cloudbusting kind of day.
We took our own 'Mystery Tour'
And got completely lost somewhere up in the hills.

And we came up on a bee-keeper,
And he said "Did you know they can change it all?"

You want alchemy.
They turn the roses into gold
They turn the lilac into honey
They're making love for the peaches.

And we're thinking,
"Who is this guy?"
"Is he some kind of nut or what?".

He said, "I don't meet many people..",
"I'm very busy with the hives.".
ZzzzZzzzz.. Sun's gone down..
"When's my cloud of bees coming home?".

They got alchemy.
They turn the roses into gold
They turn the lilac into honey
They're making love for the peaches.

And they'll do it,
Do it for you.
They'll do it,
Do it for you.

"And if you see them, send 'em right on home to me"

(what they gonna do...?)

They got Aaaaaaaa..
Turn the roses into gold.
And they'll do it for you

Do it for you (what they gonna do...?)

I'll tell Yaaaaaa...

Making love for the peaches. (what they gonna do...?)

Daaaaaamaaaaakiiiiindaaaaa honey.

(they do it for you)

They do it for you.

And why not...?
They bring me so much pleasure.

Kate Bush



 




You Were The Star [Demo]

Were the star
When there was no one,
You were in the sky
And I was nowhere to be seen.

You have fallen, oh my star
And you have lost your faith,
And tomorrow means the same to me,
To all.

Nevermind
For tomorrow
Will be
Half a genius shining

You were the star
When there was no one,
You were in the sky
And I was nowhere to be seen.

Now you have fallen, oh my star
And you have lost your faith
And tomorrow means the same to me,
To you, to all.

Nevermind
For tomorrow
Will be
Half a genius shining
Half a genius shining

And I was nowhere to be seen.
You have fallen, oh my star
And you have lost your faith
And tomorrow means the same to me,
To you, to all.

Never mind
For tomorrow
Will be
Half a genius shining
Half a genius shining

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