Saint Etienne Album

Cigarette, a cup of tea, a bun.

Ooh... /
Button up your sheepskin carraway, / rainy cafe, kentish town, tuesday. /
Barry's looking through the racing post, / orders coffee, another round of toast. /
Lucy writes a letter, / she'd like to spend an evening with prince b. /
[when they perform the song live, the verse is often extended to:
Lucy writes a letter, / and harvey throws his arms around vanessa /
? ? ? spoke with pm dawn ? ? ? / she'd like to spend an evening with prince b.]

When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for, /
Joking around, still digging that sound. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for. /

Squeezy bottles under pepsi signs, / joe and johnny chew the bacon rind. /
Jackie wants to meet the glitter band, / dilworth is a strange and lovely man, /
And eubank wins the fight, / and did you see the klf last night? /
[when they perform the song live, the verse is often extended:
Robbie wants to be the heavy [? ] / ? ? ? /]

When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for, /
Joking around, still digging that sound. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for. /

Rainy cafe, kentish town, tuesday, /
Joking around, still digging that sound. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for. /

When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. (ten a.m.) /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. (ten a.m.)/
When we meet for a while (meet for a while, / meet for a while, meet for a while.) /
When we meet for a while (meet for a while, / meet for a while, meet for a while.)

I'm Helen Stephens, I'm having a party, and the other tenants are there, and a few friends. We'd like you to join us....
Mark.
Pardon?
I... am Mark.
Oh, hello Mark. Please come in, you'll meet the others who live here, and....
Sorry, but... work.

Instrumental

Education, that's what I need!

(The "Calico" bits are Sarah and the rest is Q-Tee.)
Dreamin' / that you are in my world, /
wishin' / like a little girl. /
Watchin', / closely, / you suddenly appear. /
Like a dream, / you're gone, then you're here. /
You take to emotion / like a bird to flight. /
You drop an invitation, / maybe I just might /
be your lover / or better / a friendly / aquaintance. /
Truly as I duly pay my love to you like maintenance. /

Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /
Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /

You're realistic, / your face conceal. /
Accentuate the passion. / I will reveal. /
You're like an angel that delights with the day. /
I'm pleadin' / don't ever go away, /
story's reaching peak / the outlook is bleak. /
Please talk, say that you'll speak. / You're strong and I am weak. /
I need / the fortune at the end of the rainbow. /
I see you like a lantern - / you have a certain glow. / Calico. /
Your smile is warm soft, / forever / appealing. /
Whenever you are present like a letter I am sealing. /
My love / like a dove / that blesses from above. /
The shower in an hour / won't you let me be your towel? / Calico. /
Affection / affects you like a weapon. /
You're extreme and supreme / and nothing that you seem. /
A fateful chance / with a twist of hope. /
I'll be with you all the way / down the magical slope.

Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /
Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /
Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /

Babe, don't be afraid, / I'm wit' you everywhere. /
Gliding through enchanted waters / to you I swear. /
Expression is the key, / it's good enough for me. /
Cali can't you see, / forever yours? /
There's a feeling / of warmth, / a serious / sensation. /
It's true, / you have that / good vibration.
Your charm is overwhelming, you have reaches that I seldom see, /
Calico just let me be the one! /

Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /
Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /
Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /
Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /


Calico. / I see / that we were meant to be. /
Goin' in ???

(outro samples:)
I never take of my hat except when I'm out of doors!
She made a prize from Jenkins' ear, / and washed it down with a bottle of beer.

[sample:]
A lemonade.

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.

[backing throughout the verses:] ba-ba-da ba-da ba-ba-ba-da...

Pass me the suitcase, baby. I know its not that easy and
Give me my mirror, love, just give me back my memories,
And oh, oh, how many years is it now maurice?

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.

And I was half-asleep, and riding on a slow-coach, I
Think I lose all these things still, meaning Im not holy and, oh,
Oh, your honey-dish, oh, its on my list.

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.

Wish my hearts wish climbing out your window
For your savage amusement.
You put a spell over me, well,
Smells like lemon flavour.

Ba-ba-da ba-da ba-ba-ba-da...

Tuesday, if I had you back again you know Im against the future.
Wednesday, I was a little girl (I was the little girl whod like to snog your face.)
And ooh, oh, how many years is it now maurice?

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
(and then I shall go back to maurice.)
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.

Toast is burned,
and your coffee's cold,
and you leave all the post `cause it's nothing but bills again.

Home from work,
put the TV on.
Get your kicks watching Bruce on the old Generation Game

Just dial my number,
I've got some plans for you.
You're in a bad way
and I can help you through.
You're in a bad way,
every day is just the same.
Just dial my number
or call my name.


Jeans are old
and your hair's all wrong
Don't you know that crew-cuts and trainers are out again?
Going out
you're feeling low
Running for cover, it looks like it's going to rain.
(What a shame!)


Just dial my number,
I've got some plans for you.
You're in a bad way
and I can help you through.
You're in a bad way,
every day is just the same.
Just dial my number
or call my name.

Just dial my number,
I've got some plans for you.
You're in a bad way
and I can help you through.
You're in a bad way,
every day is just the same.
Just dial my number
or call my name.

You're in a bad way,
(you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way,
(you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way,
(you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way,
(you're in a bad way)
Yeah!

It's like, I can't get past that S&M barrier. 'Cause, I like, as I'm drinking something like whiskey or lager, it's actually painful to drink first of all.
Pour you a double?
Is that a double? You want a double ???
Cigarette?
I don't smoke, but, you know, er...
Crisps?
Four bottles of Malibu, Bob knows the address. A Malibu, a Coke and Chinese food.

Do you think a girl should go to bed with a feller, if she doesn't love him?
No. [pause] unless it's me.

I heard she drove the silvery sports-car /
Along the empty streets last night. /
Hanging around / with hair-dos like mine. /
No, I haven't seen the kids for some time. /

Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway, /
Just like a harpsichordist she moved. /
And back upstairs / at half past two, /
With a paper folded, outside the loo. /

Rain falls / like elvis tears. /
Oh no, / no sugar tonight. /
Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and /
Cry coloured tears again. /

And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time, /
On this platform with the drizzle in my eyes? /
And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time? /
The ticket's in my hand, the train pulls down the line. /

Rain falls / like elvis tears. /
Oh no, / no sugar. /
Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and /
Cry coloured tears. /

And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
No no, no sugar tonight. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me...

I've been driving for some time
And all towns look the same
But this town feels very different
As though I've been here before
This looks like the old school yard
Where we both used to play
And the kids who are growing
They look just like our old friends

Something about this place
Makes me lose a grip on time and space
I haven't seen you for years
But I feel you could be here right now
And I know it's strange
Yes, I know it's strange
That you could be here with me now

Days spent staring at highways
Has strange effects on the brain
But I can tell I'm not dreaming
I know I'm wide awake
I'm sure I saw the theatre
That burned down in '83
And I followed the Harley
That had your number plate

(This is a sample collage)
And, er... non-stop erotic cabaret.
Yahoo! Asa desuyo! Okite Kudasai! (That was a Japanese alarm clock saying it's morning, wake up!)
Say what, girl?
Daddy, can I go to the hop?

Conchita, I know
But I know it should have been
Conchita, oh...

I've put off asking you for so long
Afraid of what your answer would be
But there's no other way
So, here I'll stay
You know I believe in your lies
So easily

Oh, no rainbows for me

I'm going for myself so I tell myself
But there's no pot of gold; just shades of blue
You think my hearts a toy
Like a little boy
Pick it up, play with it
And break it when you're through

Oh, no rainbows for me

Stop hurting me, baby
I may lose my mind
Stop hurting me, baby
Or I'll end up hurting you

[This song is a brief sample collage]
You stick your foot in there, mate, and you've...
What's the weight got to do with those shoes?
Because she can help lose weight in her legs, well, it won't look so ridiculous, will it, with fat legs with chunky shoes, will it?

You can look at the stars
Look at the ocean
The answer's somewhere
Here's what I reckon:
Close your eyes
Kiss the future
Junk the morgue

Leave the planet
Junk the morgue

(a sample:)
Can I take your order?
Urrrmm, I'll have bacon, eggs, tomatoes, two toast and a cup of tea, please.
And you?
Chicken soup!