Squeeze Album

You find a hair on my jacket
And you know it's not mine
You look at my pillow
But you're wasting your time
Because I'm out of touch with you
Your smile no longer sings
I'm so out of touch with you
Now your phone forever rings
You see a code in my book
And it doesn't ring a bell
And this girl I am seeing
Says she really couldn't tell
Because I'm out of touch with you
I have seen another heart
I was so in love with you
Love and thanks I can I can't

I won't comb my hair for you anymore
I won't be in early
I won't be in late
I won't be in at all so don't sit in and wait

You hear a howl in the dark
And you hope that it is me
But there's no chance
Now there's no one else to see
Because I'm out of touch with you
Your trap will never be sprung
I'm so out of touch with you
So the final verse is sung

In the corner by the D.J. unit
The flag of beauty my eyes salute it,
She likes love
By luck or labour
She likes love
But not for favour - can't hold on
She keeps her lips on the straw she's sucking
Looks up to me but her eyes see nothing,
Love's her stare
The steps to her heart
Love's the climb
The bite not her bark.
I pour the milk into the cat's saucer
I'm John Wayne as I'm walking towards her,
She'd like to dance
But not this minute
She's the fish I'd love to fillet.
I draw first with a stammer of verbal
We dance like pigeons forever in circle,
She likes to dance
Her cocktails shaken
She likes love
And it's temptation

The lights flash green
My envy lights up
The lights just flash
And I feel tied up,
Love's for sale
And I am sold on
But there's no way
That I can hold on
I can't hold on

I'm impossible she's exciting
Bound together with joined up writing
In the Church
I heard a bell ring
In a bar
I heard a girl sing
She sings solo I see double
Moments vanish her love so subtle
I went home
It's not surprising
Words were few
And realising
I was deep in my points of view
So interested to talk to you talk to you
She' s romantic and I'm selected
Glances swapped and thoughts collected
By her song
It's not her singing
Words were few
The bell was ringing
On the table my cards are shuffled
Words take time to get so muddled
I'm off home
I'm shy but eager
Tomorrow comes
I hope to see her
On the stage with her velvet voice
Though some would say that it's just a noise
I bit off more than I could chew
So interested in my points of view points of view

Trial and Jury swear on the Bible
I'm too drunk and unreliable
I'm too drunk
For conversation
Though I wait for invitation
She's exciting I'm uninvited
Fifteen rounds this love I've fighted
I'll walk home
And curse the heavens
Lost on points
Our love was flattened
Maybe she had other things to do
And didn't want any points of view

Acid casualties and angry young men
The litmus test of a guitar and pen
Revolve around date sheets lost lonely rooms
And this is my home and I will leave soon
For a house with a tower
Where there's visiting hours
And the day leaves its taste on a spoon
The black eye of the camera bruised by my blush
Leaves another chin and another hair cut
The image in focus the shot aims to kill
And I'm cropped at the waist as I run through the mill
So I'm lost for an encore
The kodachrome wants more
Now I'm snapped with my head in the still

The contract's been signed with a stroke of my blood
I'm drowned by the name that sinks in the mud
Thrown from emotion to swim back to the shore
Where the sound of a drum beats time to applause
Now my life's in danger
Of ending up stranger
Than the stranger who walked on the shore

Stranger than the stranger
Who walks by my bed
Shares in my life
Lives although dead
Stranger than the stranger I am sure
Stranger than the stranger on the shore

Head on my shoulder
Tears on my shirtsleeve
What did I say wrong
Hurt by a gesture
Not by reaction
Is love saying so long
Inside my heart
Young young young wise people
Young young young loud sound
Onto the dance floor
Out of the sadness
Tears without tempo
Swim in their beauty
Swim in their upset
The bell will ring
For me and my girl
Up to the altar time standing still
When he says will you you say you will

It's the proposal
She thought she'd never
Hear on a dance floor
Joy finds its features
Upon her lipstick
Kissed with an answer
Inside my heart-
All up to day break
All up to dropsake
I hear a slow song
Close gets the love ones
Onto the dance floor
The bells are ringing
For me and my girl
Nothing can alter nothing can change
I'll go to pieces, pieces of eight

When the hangover strikes
And I open my post
And the coffee is on
And I'm burning my toast
I let the battle commence
I see a sun in the trees
And a draught at the door
With my head in my lap
There's a day to explore
But I'm left without sense
As the hangover strikes
And I turn on the tap
But the water's too loud
And I'm caged by the fact
That the battle's not lost
Is it the hair of the dog
Or the Baa of a Lamb
In a sheepish attempt
To be half of the man
That I might be or was

When the hangover strikes
And a mirror reveals
That it's Midnight or bust
And a drink does appeal
Now the battle is won
So the cure of the can
Pours its heart out on me
Though I'm feeling locked up
But I can't find the key
Well no damage was done

Poor poor poor, poor shaken one
Pour pour pour, pour me another one

There's a stain on my notebook
Where your coffee cup was
And there's ash in the pages
Now I've got myself lost
I was writing to tell you
That my feelings tonight
Are a stain on my notebook
That rings your goodbye

Now she's gone
And I'm back on the beat
A stain on my notebook
Says nothing to me
Now she's gone
And I'm out with a friend
(Out with a friend)
With lips full of passion
and coffee in bed

With the way that you left me
I can hardly contain
(Hardly contain)
The hurt and the anger
And the joy of the pain
(Joy of the pain)
Now knowing I am single
There'll be fire in my eyes
(Fire in my eyes)
And a stain on my notebook
For a new love tonight
(New love tonight)

Now she's gone
And I'm back on the beat
A stain on my notebook
Says nothing to me
Now she's gone
And I'm out with a friend
(Out with a friend)
With lips full of passion
And coffee in bed

Now she's gone
(Now she's gone)
And I'm out with a friend
(Out with a friend)
With lips full of passion
And coffee in bed

From lips without passion
To the lips with a kiss
There's nothing of your love
That I'll ever miss
The stain on my notebook
Remains all that's left
Of the memory of late nights
And coffee in bed
Of the memory of late nights
And coffee in bed

Now she's gone
And I'm back on the beat
A stain on my notebook
Says nothing to me
Now she's gone
And I'm out with a friend
With lips full of passion
And coffee in bed

I've returned
I've returned
I've returned

Last night I played the drunken fiddle
Disabled love with a word of dribble
On and on about some jumbled subject
I said your friends were a bunch of muppets

Said your sister should've grown a moustache
Said you didn't need to take off your mask
Down the staircase I made my stagger
I left you cryin' but it didn't matter

And so I sat inside my car in wonder
A headache in my head like the thunder
I chewed my nails like a guilty victim
I couldn't see or feel the night or nothin'
I wanted to explain, but oh so clever
Love was like it was some endeavor
Then I don't remember who said what, when
On a stack of paper I placed my pen

And when I woke up in the mornin'
Beside you in the bed
My mouth was full of nothin'
My arms around your head
I don't know how I got there
But I didn't wanna check
Now back between each other
We're salvaging our wreck
Now I've returned

You throw our jigsaw all over the floor
We're at the deepest deep
I thought our love had died forever
But it just went to sleep

I've returned
I've returned
I've returned
I've returned
I've returned

The head of a hunt on the wall by a painting
An upright piano stood locked by the door
In through the window
The light was fast fading
While I spilt my whiskey
All over the floor
Making a mess of my words so
I was trying
To impress the Empress with
My wimpy tales
Fanning her face from cigar smoke
And sighing
I had come close to be miles
From her trail

She was the jewel that
Sparkled in darkness
She was the love
Of everyone's life
She was the catch at
Everyone's parties
She was the one with a tongue
Like a knife

Her bosoms curved perfectly
Lit by the fire
My mind launched away
In a sea of its own
Her grace and her tightness
I had to admire
Through a whore's breath of stories
I happily told

Trespassing my hand
Fell into hot water
She shot like a bullet
Right out of her chair
She led me away and I
Was then slaughtered
By the warmth of her body
And her love and care

Her tongue cut away
And the wounds slowly opened
I lay on the sails of the
Ship of romance
Drunk as I could be and
Broker than broken and
The head of my hunt
Was there in my hands

I think to myself when we kiss
Your husband is watching
From his portrait his eyes are looking down
On the slipper and stocking
Back against the bookcase
Down upon the floor
Empty the decanter
Slur again for more.
His house, Her home, our future in a lover's world
Her son, Her heart, her love for me, tomorrow's world

I laugh at myself when your son
Is watching cartoons
In the morning he's looking up at me
When we're in the bathroom
Sees me kissing mother
Doesn't blink an eye
Asks a lot of questions
Answers hard to find.

I talk to myself when I'm drunk
And she is still sober
Words are so few and far between
My arms reach to hold her
Hungry for the love
I rescued from the grave
The past is just a portrait
The future's ours to frame

I had finally beat my nerve
To watch her on the stage
Removing all her clothes
Revealing only age
Some men stared with a stun
Some sat in married guilt
That night I chewed a brick
For ideals I had built
And there we were in each other's arms
The very 1st dance that seemed to last
For ever…

Our heads they almost touched
Our feet beneath us moved
Professional her dance
And me the horses hoof
The lights the beat the vision
I'd conjured in my head
Had magically appeared
And disappeared again

The music stopped we parted
But only for a bar
Off to the Bahamas
Back into her arms
The excitement of a kiss
Quenched my lovers thirst
We walked into the cold night
A night to remember

Today is none of our concern
That rewarding cigarette
That burns slowly by the bed
Fills the room with mystery
The apple ripens on the tree
That protected seal of love
Broken by the flame of fun
Lying back with Exodus
In the arms of lovers trust

That romantic dance of light
From the curtain broken night
Shadows fall on mystery
Love has ripened here for me
Stubbing out the cigarette
I see the clothes beside the bed
As the half light of the day
Pulls the sheet up once again

As the phone hangs by the cord
As the streets begin to fill
There's no distance anymore
There's no wanting when you will
Will be sleeping through the day
As the world around us turns
As the phone hangs by the cord
Today is none of our concern