B-side lyrics
I know u all have the album lyrics on this inserts so here are the b-sides...
Angie
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls, and no money in our coats, you can't say we're satisfied.
Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried.
Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close, seemed to all go up in smoke, let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet, I hate that sadness in your eyes.
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls, and no money in our coats.
You can't say we're satisfied. But Angie, I still love you, baby.
Ev'rywhere I look, I see your eyes. There ain't a woman, that comes close to you.
So come on baby, dry your eyes. Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried.


As long as we beat the english
We don't wanna be your enemy,
But when we're on the field,
It's red, white and green, Get beat by the Irish,
Get beat by the Scots,
The French ought'ta struggle,
But you're the one we want,
We want... As long as we beat the English,
As long as we beat the English,
As long as we beat the English, we don't care As long as we beat the English,
As long as we beat the English,
As long as we beat the English, we don't care
We don't care


Buy Myself A Small Plane
I'm gonna buy myself a small plane
I'm gonna crash it on the south lawn
I'm gonna sleep down by his quarters
I'd like to have sex with his daughters I'm gonna buy myself a small plane
I'm gonna crash it on the south lawn
Yeah its big enough for me I'm just another great truck driver
He's just another white house skiver
Get a gun, ready your aircraft
Big man, got ready to broadcast I'm gonna buy myself a small plane
I'm gonna crash it on the south line
Yeah its big enough for me I'm gonna buy myself a small plane
I'm gonna crash it on a war zone
Yeah its big enough for me I?
'm gonna have to shoot my way out
To give the access boys some more clout
I was Butch Cassidy's tutor
Although sun dance was cuter I?m gonna buy myself a small plane
I'm gonna crash it on the south lawn
Yeah its big enough for me Gonna buy myself a small plane
Gonna crash it on the south lawn
Gonna buy myself a small plane
Gonna crash it on a war zone
Gonna buy myself a small plane
Gonna crash it on your brow
Yeah its big enough for me
For me, for me, for me
For me, for me, for me

Carrot Cake And Wine
I'm looking good got my shoulders back
few more drinks I'm off to dance
I get the eye as I lift my glass the first time in six months
she looks again I start to shake
my shoulders twitching I'm on my way
glance behind me for safety's sake
to see a clock the size of a plane the night is young more fish in the sea
who's to say she wasn't looking at me
sink my head back into my glass
get into shape for that first dance
I turn away look to the south
pull my foot from out of my mouth
to my surprise she's standing beside me
asking if I'd like to dance I'm standing in a hall of smoke
her tongue's in my mouth I'd like to choke
her knight approaches us on foot
left his sidekick drink at the brook
he offers me a cigarette I said i'm too young to smoke
so he tried to entertain me told me one more crappy...
joke in my ear except the joke wasn't clear
set the joking aside should I run should I hide
I've decided to stay rub it straight in his face
what he thought was the case was an easy mistake I just like to try some carrot cake and wine
can't I try taste some carrot cake and wine looking good not looking back
knight of hers took her off to dance
I get the eye as I lift my glass but not for the last time
she looks again I start to shake
my eyes are twitching my legs are fake
glance behind me for safety's sake
to see my girlfriend's tongue in the face
of a friend who is far from a man
should I hide should I run
must have seen what I've done
I decided to stay like the look on her face
what I thought was the case was an easy mistake I just like to try some carrot cake and wine
can't I try taste some carrot cake and wine
and why should I lie
why can't I try
taste some
buy my
try some
carrot cake and wine


Chris Chambers
It sickens me to see,
Photograph in front of me, carnation coloured pink
Stand aside and take a drink,
Night club, another scene, 31st it's Halloween.,
Slave to each new trend, Uptown junkies push again, The lovers and the wannabe's (they don't know how)
The radio's and TV's (they don't know how)
Newspaper story reads (they don't know how)
Cheap girl magazine (they don't know how) Stand aside and cry, never wonder why,
Ask themselves why, the river has dried, Laughter after three, shaped up to be free,
Number one the most missed chart,
Must have broke a thousand hearts,
Parallel with the scene, tarnished star evergreen,
Live life disguised. The lovers and the wannabe's (they don't know how)
The radio's and TV's (they don't know how)
Newspaper story reads (they don't know how)
Cheap girl magazine (they don't know how) Stand around and cry, never wonder why,
Ask themselves why, the river has dried


Heart Of Gold
I wanna live, I wanna give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
It's these expressions that never give
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
They keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old I've been to Hollywood, I've been to redwood
I've crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind, its such a fine line,
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
It keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold,
Keeps me searching and I'm growing old
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.


Fiddlers Green
September 17th, for a girl I know it's mothers day,
Her son has gone alee, and that's where he will stay,
Wind on the weathervane, tearing blue eyes sailor mean,
As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain, for a boy in fiddlers green, His tiny knotted heart, well I guess it never worked too good,
A timber tore apart, and the water gorged the wood,
You can hear her whispered prayer, for men at mass that always lend,
The same wind that moves her hair, moves a boy through fiddlers green, Nothing's changed anyway, ah nothing's changed anyway, ah anytime, today, He doesn't know a soul, and there's nowhere that he's really been,
But he won't travel on alone, no not in fiddlers green,
Balloons all filled with rain, as children's eyes turn sleepy mean,
And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain, for a boy in fiddlers green.


Mamma Told Me Not To Come
Want some whisky in your water?
Sugar in your tea?
Whats all these crazy questions they're asking me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be,
Don't turn on the lights cuz i don't wanna see. Mamma told me not come
Mamma told me not come
She said,
That aint the way to have fun-son Open up the window let some air into this room,
I think i'm almost choking from the smell of stale perfume,
And the cigarette your smoking, bout to scare me half to death,
Open up the window let me catch my breath. Mamma told me not come
Mamma told me not come
She said,
That aint the way to have fun-son
That aint the way to have fun-son Radio is blastin', someones knocking at the door,
I'm looking at my girlfriend, she just passed out on the floor,
I've seen so many things i aint never seen before,
Don't know what it is but i don't wanna see no more. Mamma told me not come
Mamma told me not come
She said,
That aint the way to have fun
That aint the way to have fun-son Mamma told me
Mamma told me
Mamma told me
Mamma told me
Mamma told me not come
Mamma told me not come
She said,
That aint the way to have fun
That aint the way to have fun-son



Piano For A Stripper
Light the candle 2day
I play piano ok
I'll play for you
Because I like what you do Take it or leave it
Take what you want
Take it or leave it Now the time is over now
And it's only time for dreaming
Now the time is over now
And it's only time for dreaming again I'll play especially for you
Because I like you in blue
Some people like what you do
Others look badly on you Take it or leave it
Take what you want
Take it or leave it Now the time is over now
And it's only time for dreaming
Now the time is over now
And it's only time for dreaming again Now the time is over now
And it's only time for dreaming
Now the time is over now
And it's only time for dreaming again Now the time is over now
And it's only time for dreaming
Now the time is over now
And it's only time for dreaming again


Postmen Do Not Great Movie Heros Make
ou're not in business to be popular,
It's become so much about personality,
I would regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms,
The most immediate way in which a human being can share with another,
the sense of what appears to be the human being, First of all I choose the great roles,
And if none of these come, I choose the ones that pay the rent,
It was like an unfinished business in my life,
Wherever I went people would say "you would have made a great James Bond", Yes Lets face it, postmen do not great movie heroes make,
The imagination, the industry and intelligence, the three I's, out the door,
Do not try to push your way through the Rembrandts of the profession,
But do your up most to find an entry into the world of media,
There is the same surge of adrenalin you get just in front of the camera lens, We have lost our sense of ritual and ceremony,
We blame the artists for not finding them for us,
Actors often behave like children, and so they're taken for children,
Such is an actors life, Lets face it, postmen do not great movie heroes make,
They tramp discontently through the neighborhood,
And the only matter of contact with fellow human beings,
Tends to be, tends to be reading names and addresses off an envelope,
It is a great job,
There is the same surge of adrenalin, you get just before the camera lens,
Okay if I wasn't an actor I'd be a secret agent


Raymond's Shop
Going down, la na na
Going down, la na na na na I used to buy my sweets and candy treats at Raymond's shop
I used to pass there every day
The time has come to buy a gun and hold up Raymond's shop
Looks like I will be going away Going down, la na na
Going down, la na na na na It?s been two years my minds not clear I'll stop at Raymond's shop
It?s boarded up, he?s gone away
The words got out and there?s no doubt it came from Raymond's shop
Looks like our little boys will play Play away, away
Play away, away It?s turned about, it?s back on you
Your famous 15 times by 2
You ask around to find the truth
And all the fingers point at you
You?re sick, you?re low, my minds made up
Your two years down, I?m back in luck
I wouldn?t save you if you drown
I hope you like your time gone down


Summertime
Summertime and the living is easy,
Fish are jumping, the cotton is high,
Your daddy's rich and your mummy's good looking
So hush little baby and don't you cry, One of these mornings your gonna wind up singing,
Your gonna spread your wings,
And reach for the sky,
But until that morning, your gonna wind up singing
And mommy and daddy are standing by But until that morning, your gonna wind up singing
And mommy and daddy are standing by,
And mommy and daddy are standing by



Surprise

Its just time for another
Dial me another one
When we're leaving with the others
Going home sweet home
Surprised Someone Put my key into the front door
Even quiet but i'm drunk
When we're creeping up the old stairs
Tripping over the one
The one thats done Chorus
Now my head has started spinning
Spinning round and round
Could be your or the man in our bed
Or it could be the wine
Surprise Still time for another
Could dial me another one.
But we're leaving with the others
Going home sweet home
Surprise no one Dropped my keys into the river
Singing louder than a drunk
But i'm sleeping on the old stairs
Staying up to the sun
Down another one Repeat chorus Still time for another
Dial me another one
And we're leaving with the the others
Going home sweet home
Surprise no one

Sunny Afternoon
She came from providence, one in Rhode Island
Where the old world shadows hang, heavy in the air
She packed her hopes and dreams, like a refugee
Just as her father came, across the sea.
She heard about a place, people were smiling
Spoke about the red mans way, the howling of the land
They came from everywhere, to the Great Divide
Seeking a place to stay, or a place to hide.
Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time
Can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there
They call it Paradise, I don't know why
Somebody laid the mountains low, while the tide got high.
Then the chilly winds blew down, across the desert
Through the canyons out the coast, to the Malibu
Where the pretty people play, hunting for power
Too like them in your ways, give 'em things to do
Some rich man came and wrecked the land
Nobody caught him
They call it paradise, the place to be
They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea
You can leave it all behind and sail to Ohio
Just like the missionaries did, so many years ago
But even down in the outside, Jesus is coming
He bought the white mans burden down
He bought the white mans ring
Who will provide the grand design..what is yours and what is mine
Cause there is no more new frontier,
We have got to make it here, satisfy your endless needs
And justify your bloody deeds
In the name of destiney, In the name of God
And you can see them there, on a Sunday morning
Stand up and sing about, what it's like up there
They call it Paradise, I don't know why
Call some place Paradise, Kiss it goodbye


Tie Me Up Tie Me Down
Russel said take what you need,
He could count large amounts
On his fingers even with false teeth Tie me up and tie me down,
Tie me up and tie me down, Russel's bleeding from his knees,
He was shot three times,
But he claims he was shot thirteen Tie me up and shoot me down,
Tie me up and shoot me down ba ba ba ba,
ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba, ba ba ba
ba ba ba Russle's live on the BBC,
Sell the story for the glory,
Take a picture with his new false teeth Tie me up and tie me down,
Tie me up and tie me down
ba ba ba ba,
ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba, ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba,
ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba,
ba ba ba ba,
ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba, ba ba ba


The Last Resort
She came from providence, one in Rhode Island
Where the old world shadows hang, heavy in the air
She packed her hopes and dreams, like a refugee
Just as her father came, across the sea.
She heard about a place, people were smiling
Spoke about the red mans way, the howling of the land
They came from everywhere, to the Great Divide
Seeking a place to stay, or a place to hide.
Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time
Can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there
They call it Paradise, I don't know why
Somebody laid the mountains low, while the tide got high.
Then the chilly winds blew down, across the desert
Through the canyons out the coast, to the Malibu
Where the pretty people play, hunting for power
Too like them in your ways, give 'em things to do
Some rich man came and wrecked the land
Nobody caught him
They call it paradise, the place to be
They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea
You can leave it all behind and sail to Ohio
Just like the missionaries did, so many years ago
But even down in the outside, Jesus is coming
He bought the white mans burden down
He bought the white mans ring
Who will provide the grand design..what is yours and what is mine
Cause there is no more new frontier,
We have got to make it here, satisfy your endless needs
And justify your bloody deeds
In the name of destiney, In the name of God
And you can see them there, on a Sunday morning
Stand up and sing about, what it's like up there
They call it Paradise, I don't know why
Call some place Paradise, Kiss it goodbye