Phil Manzanera Album

[No lyrics]

Want to know a secret, most people are that bad
Compassion leads to many lies and trying to apply it will just drive you mad
It's only destiny calling with the usual show
Get out while you've got time, make up your heart and find the kind of folk who really love.

You want to know how to tell them apart
You want to know how to feel in your heart
Too bad for you that they don't do a five day course in caring you could play the part
You're still searching for the ones who were near
You're still itching for that great panacea
But first you got to be alone and think what kept your friends contented all those years.

Something about their eyes
I thought you couid tell by now
Remote control, off and jump now
Remote control, pull out the wires
Remote control, off and jump now
Remote control, pull out the wires.

Want to know a secret, most people are that bad
Compassion leads to many lies and trying to apply it will just drive you mad
It's only destiny calling with the usual show
Get out while you've got time, make up your heart and find the kind of folk who really love.

You want to know how to tell them apart
You want to know how to feel in your heart
Too bad for you that they don't do a five day course in caring you could play the part
You're still searching for the ones who were near
You're still itching for that great panacea
But first you got to be alone and think what kept your friends contented all those years.

Something about their eyes, I thought you could tell by now
Remote control, off and jump now
Remote control, pull out the wires
Remote control, off and jump now
Remote control, pull out the wires.

Remote control
Remote control
Remote control
Remote control
Remote control
Remote control . . .

MacCormack-Manzanera

She said, I've got to get away
Be smart stay cool, hey
Don't be that way
I got to get away
You know I love you
But I really cannot stay
I've booked a ticket on a plane
And when she said it
She was on the phone
Call long distance
Then she smiled and said
I'm coming home
She packed her bag
And blew a kiss, it missed
And gave the dog a pat
And then she said
She had to run...
If you knew where to look
She could bear contemplation
Her assets ain't suffered
Because of inflation
Sex made a law
Give here my best shot
If I wasn't so hot
There must have been some books
that I could read
How could I hope to have kept her
Just a cheap lousy dime-a-day jewel-smith
And my words don't impress
I keep on ending lines like this
With spend-thrift
Disposable tubes
That's when 'moon' rhymes with 'dunes'
Seems to ruffle her conscience
And give her the pay
How else could I pay
For those long months away
With those so special people
She said, will you promise to be strong
I grabbed her hand and asked her
Honey, there must be something wrong
And she replied, well how can I live
In such a light-weight song
And then she said she had to run...
Now I think she's in Cuba
With a house on a bay
With a great view
But they'll have to remove her
Coz she keeps on telling Fidel what to do
I can just hear him say
As she gets her own way
And the tourists flock in
"I've tried not to be
Some petit bourgeoisie
But I can't help but feel
That the revolution's
Gone right round the bend"
I promise to be strong
There must be something wrong
Booked a ticket on a plane
I'll be on my way
Run...

Manzanera-B. MacCormack-I. MacCormack

I just drove in to town today
To sample the flesh pots
And all the girls I talk to say
"We need help at the hot spot"
Well think I got the help you seek
Been deep-fishing all through the week
And I've never been a radio freak
So you can teach me the latest dancing, darling
Come on, let's go where the night sky breaks
We've got the noise at a 1000 watts
Where the best vibrations make the building shake
And everybody's dancing, dancing at the hot spot
It's a wild fixation
You just got to know
The neon radiation
Makes your body glow
Well, people told me I'm a lazy dog
Coz I dig to go cruising
And I was riding high on a hog
Untill saw what she was using
I said hey
Baby what do you need a needle for
She said, it used to be illegal
And now it's the law
We are shooting atrophy
Making damn sure
Everyday since they started up a brand new war
Let's go where the night sky breaks
With your flame and your bear-skin rugs
Where the mounting vibes make the building shake
To help our creation
Nobody wants to know
The neutron radiation
Makes your body glow
I said man,
I read about this in a magazine
But I'm not prepared
I can't stand what I'm seeing
There's no fun on the disco scene
And there's no future in America's dream
Oh no, don't go where the night sky
Where the white sun rises at midnight
And there's a heatwave on that makes the building shake
Everybody's dying, dying at the hot ,
It's a wild fixation
You don't need to know
The neon radiation
Makes your body glow.

What's your number
What's your number
What's your number
What's your number
What's your number
What's your number
What's your number
What's your number

I count the number a cardinal
Compound of one
999 is the number thought up
Simple arithmetic
Counting to 10
You count from number one
And reach zero again

What's your number
What's your number
What's your number
What's your number

New moon quotients
Infinite iove
Compound fractions
When your number is up
When you can't help it
You have to bet
You let your digits run riot
On a cool cigarette
What's the expectancy
Call it demand
Caught a new number for
As long as you can

What's your number
What's your number
What's your number
What's your number

Think of number
A fraction of ten
Bring the decimal point
And you're crowded again

CPL 593H

I count the number a cardinal
Compound of one
999 is the number thought up
Simple arithmetic
Counting to 10
You count from number one
And go to zero again

Subtracted we stand
Divided we fall
No fault in multiplying
Back to it all
You're just arriving
Deciding your fate
Coz he's painting by numbers
On his old paper plate
Can't desert you
In your hour of despair
He will point over your shoulder
To make you aware
Still numbering yourself
What are you confused about
In your final demand

What's your number
What's your number
What's your number
What's your number

Ainley-MacCormack-Manzanera

It just can't be what it seems
The song is solemn
Got you full of dreams
Press the button and the lead singer screams
It's like slow motion TV
Are you sure that it really don't matter to you
It's like slow motion TV
And on the replay
It could be you or me
The papars say you can believe what you see
But what you see isn't real
Are you sure that it really don't matter to you
It don't matter to me
Are you sure that it really don't matter to you
I'll sit and watch if you please
You've heard the rumours
You've seen the news
You've read the papers
It takes it's time
Less and less noise
It took you less
Until you made your choice
Coloured pictures on your TV screen
In 20 years it could happen to me
Feeling tired, close your eyes
What do you see
I see myself
It's like slow motion TV
What you see isn't real
But if it isn't
What is real
Take it easy
It's true what you feel
Coz it don't matter to me
Are you sure that it really don't matter to you
It don't matter to me
Are you sure that it really don't matter to you
It don't matter to me
Are you sure that it really don't matter to you
I'll sit and watch if you please
Are you sure that it really don't matter to you
It don't matter to you

MacCormack-Manzanera

If the days seem dark and sour
Distance surrounds you
Keep your head above the clouds
Try to push up through

Gone flying
And the days are fun
Leave the world behind
Gone flying
Head towards the sun
We'll give you peace of mind

Now you're sure you're on the up
Take a hit on love
We'll find a girl
There ain't no doubt
Fit you like a glove

Gone flying
And the days are fun
Leave the world behind
Gone flying
Head towards the sun
We'll give you peace of mind

Take away your cares today
Take away your strife
Take away your thoughts of pain
Take away your life

Gone flying
Leave the world behind
It's the only way
Gone flying
Give you peace of mind
You do what we say

Gone flying
Leave the world behind
There wasn't so much fun
Gone flying
Take away your mind
You'll burn up in the sun

[No lyrics]

MacCormack-Manzanera

Along the wing you see the search-light beam
Down below a trace of free-way stream
A field of precious stones
And you'll be next tonight
Heading for touch-down
Looking for a runway light
From in the sky
The citys at its best
Down the hills to reach ocean's rest
And as you watch the lights capes
Relax and dream
This is the future
This is tomorrow's scheme
We're coming in
The runway flashes past
This is it
Now we're here at last
We've tried to make this crossing
So many times before
See the people walking through heaven's door
We're finally here
It looks just fine
Let's stroll the streets
Side-walk sign
Stand and wait
And watch the cars
As they smoke on
Go by so fast
They look just fine
We'll cross at last
The head lights flicker in our faces
Try to eat synthetic meat
Yours tastes just fine
Same as mine
If you complain
It happens here
Do what you say
You'll be tonight's career
I'll guarantee
Hot compeny
The red light flickers in their faces
Roll up your sleeve
Pass it round
It's what you seek
Don't feel down
It's just fine
To be with you
Your place or mine
I'll show you what to do
And in the night
You'll come on through
Walking through heaven's door
This is our dream
Fulfilled at iast
Now is the theme
Forget the past
Walking through heaven's door

[No lyrics]

Want to know a secret, most people are that bad
Compassion leads to many lies and trying to apply it will just drive you mad
It's only destiny calling with the usual show
Get out while you've got time, make up your heart and find the kind of folk who really love.

You want to know how to tell them apart
You want to know how to feel in your heart
Too bad for you that they don't do a five day course in caring you could play the part
You're still searching for the ones who were near
You're still itching for that great panacea
But first you got to be alone and think what kept your friends contented all those years.

Something about their eyes
I thought you couid tell by now
Remote control, off and jump now
Remote control, pull out the wires
Remote control, off and jump now
Remote control, pull out the wires.

Want to know a secret, most people are that bad
Compassion leads to many lies and trying to apply it will just drive you mad
It's only destiny calling with the usual show
Get out while you've got time, make up your heart and find the kind of folk who really love.

You want to know how to tell them apart
You want to know how to feel in your heart
Too bad for you that they don't do a five day course in caring you could play the part
You're still searching for the ones who were near
You're still itching for that great panacea
But first you got to be alone and think what kept your friends contented all those years.

Something about their eyes, I thought you could tell by now
Remote control, off and jump now
Remote control, pull out the wires
Remote control, off and jump now
Remote control, pull out the wires.

Remote control
Remote control
Remote control
Remote control
Remote control
Remote control . . .

[No lyrics]

Ferry-Manzanera

All your cares now they seem, oh, so far away
All your fears I fear I once shared
Now I know there's a future for all of us
Not so long ago I was so scared.

You seemed so sad, I could see through your twisted smile
So unsure, always confused
Pale blue eyes gazing down from your ivory tower
Through the haze, all broken and bruised.

Then out of the blue love came rushing in
Out of the sky came the sun
Out of left field came a lucky day
Out of the blue, no more pain.

I don't mind if it's only a passing craze
Throwaway lines often rang true
If I were you I would stay for a little while
If you were me, would you walk out in style ?