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Face Dances (03/16/1981)
03/16/1981
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You better you better you bet.

I call you on the telephone my voice too rough with cigarettes.
I sometimes feel I should just go home but I'm dealing with a memory
that never forgets
I love to hear you say my name especially when you say yes
I got your body right now on my mind but I drunk myself blind to the
sound of old T-Rex
To the sound of old T-Rex - who's next?

Chorus:

When I say I love you you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you you say you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you like a knife

I want those feeble minded axes overthrown
I'm not into your passport picture I just like your nose
You welcome me with open arms and open legs
I know only fools have needs but this one never begs

I don't really mind how much you love me
A little is really alright
When you say come over and spend the night
Tonight, tonight

When I say I love you you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you you say you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you like a knife

I lay on the bed with you
We could make some book of records
Your dog keeps licking my nose
And chewing up all those letters
Saying 'you better'
You better bet your life

You better love me, all the time now
You better shove me back into line now
You better love me, all the time now
You better shove me back into line now.

I showed up late one night with a neon light for a visa
But knowing I'm so eager to fight can't make letting me in any easier
I know that I been wearing crazy clothes and I look pretty crappy
Sometime
But my body feels so good and I still sing a razor line everytime.

And when it comes to all night living
I know what I'm giving
I've got it all down to a tee
And it's free.

When I say I love you you say you better
You better you better you bet

When I say I need you you say you better
You better you better you bet

When I say I love you you say you better
You better you better you bet

When I say I need you you scream you better
You better you better you bet

When I say I love you you say you better
You better you better you bet

When I say I need you you say you better
You better you better you bet

When I say I love you you say you better
You better you better you bet

When I say I need you you scream you better
You better you better you bet

You better bet your life, love will cut you
cut you like a knife.

. . .


I can't be held responsible for blown behaviour
I lost all contact with my only saviour
No-one locked me out because I failed to phone up
I can't bear to live forever like a loner

Don't let go the coat

It's easy to be sad: when you lack a partner
But how would I react to a broken heart now
It ain't really true rock and roll unless I'm
Hanging onto you and when I hold it next time

I won't let go the coat

I try to explain but you never understand it
I need your body but I can't just demand it
I won't let go like a stray at heel
(Never let it out of your sight)
Every lonely wife knows the way I feel
(Don't let go tonight)
Don't let go the coat
Never let go the coat

Your friends all pass for life is just a market
But you have to finish everything you started
So I live my life tearing down the runway
Sure to get the hang of hanging in there someday

Don't let go the coat
Won't get no more chances - forget the war dances
Go blind and hang on - don't try the slang son
Never let go the coat.

. . .


Did you ever sleep in a bear pit
With apple cores and mice along
Did you ever lay on ice and grit
Or search for a place where the wind was gone

Did you ever tramp up endless hills
Past cosy homes with secret beds
Did you ever dream of a suicide pill
And wake up cold to the smell of bread

Well I have slept there badly twice
And shared my straw with scratchin mice
Although you'll find some deep brown hair
I'll tell you something for nothing
There ain't no bears in there (cache cache)
Not a single bear in there (cache cache)

Did you ever have to make a draw
For a hard wooden bench or a bed of stone
Did you ever jemmy a stable door
Or scare the horse to escape the snow

Did you ever invade a neat little yard
Wake up the children who hope for ghosts
Did you ever cause their dogs to bark
Their guests to curse their noisy hosts

Don't jump in expectin fun
Don't swagger in there with your elephant gun
Don't enter the cage with wavin chairs
Cos I'll tell you something for nothing
There ain't no bears in there (cache cache)
Not a single bear in there (cache cache)

Did you ever pass the police at work
And hope that they might take you in
Did you ever wonder why music hurts
When someone plays it aloof to sin
Did you ever believe that a smile could cure
A happy face keep you warm at night?
Were you ever fooled by laughters lure
Only to find that they laughed in spite?

Chorus: (as above)

Did you ever finally find a place
A soft warm bed in a room of flowers
And when you finally laid down your face
You found you slept for a hundred hours
A hundred hours.

There ain't no bears in there (cache cache)

. . .


Everybody calls me the quiet one
You can see, but you can't hear me
Everybody calls me the quiet one
You can try, but you can't get near me

I ain't never ever had the gift of the gab
But I can talk with my eyes
Words fail me
But you won't nail me
My eyes can tell you lies

Still waters run deep
So be careful I don't drown you
You've got nothing to hear
I've got nothing to say
Sticks and stones may break your bones
But names can never down you
It only takes two words to blow you away

Everybody calls me the quiet one
But you just don't understand
You can't listen, you won't hear me
with your head stuck in the sand
I ain't never had time for words that don't rhyme
My head is in a cloud
I ain't quiet, everybody else is too loud

Still waters run deep
So be careful I don't drown you
You've got nothing to hear
I've got nothing to say
Sticks and stones may break your bones
But names can never down you
It only takes two words to blow you away

. . .


I wake up on broken glass
But you left your number
All the members of the cast
Reckon I was lumbered

Did you steal it
Did you screw me
Did you peel it
Did you do me

Are you out there Mr no-one
Is my investment growing
Sorry that I got so drunk
But I wrote you a poem

Did you search me
Did you turn me over
While I cold turkeyed
On the sofa

Did you steal my money

How can we forgive a grievance
Now that we all live with demons
Did you know that poor old veteran
That you kicked out of his bed
Says that he cannot forget you
But he does not wish you dead
Leave his gold watch in reception
He will keep the sixteen stitches in his head
Did you steal his money

Did you pinch my trainer football
Say if you half inched it
Thought I heard a female foot fall
While I washed my kitchen

Did you use me
Why'd I trust you
Why'd you abuse me
I won't bust you

Did you steal my lorry
It fell right off my lorry

Did you pinch my brasso
Nick my gelt you asshole

. . .


Saw a man about fifty or so
He looked lonely but his eyes were bright
He was walking up the Holland Park Road
And I stopped him to ask for a light
He practacally froze when I spoke
But eased when he saw my cigarette
Then I saw as he lit up my smoke
Beneath his coat he was naked and wet

With eyes full of shame
For he knew that I knew
He slumped to the wall with a moan
I said "I know there's no name
For what you go through
But how can you do it alone."

I crossed the street to the local newstore
Flicked through some cheap magazines
Beside me some schoolkid I saw
Push some girlie mags down into his jeans
The shop girl was watching amazed
Asked me to call for the police.
She screamed at his blushing young face
And he escaped into the streets.

With eyes full of shame etc.

Do it alone, how can you do it alone,
I need your help, so I can do it by myself.
Do it alone, don't have to breathe down a phone
I ain't got a clue, 'bout the things that you do
But how...can you do it alone.

How can you do it.

Back at the flat my girl sat in the shower
And wasn't too keen on me sharing
She came out well after an hour
And by that time I was past caring
Some women it seems have the knack
Of attaining that stars in their dreams
They simply relax and lay back
While people like us scratch our jeans.

With eyes full of shame
And I know it must show
I slump - and I fall and I groan
Will somebody explain
What I need to know
How can you do it alone.

How can you do it.

How can you do it without any help
How can you do it all by yourself.

. . .


This could be suffering
This could be pleasure
I'm unaware of any difference
My head is aging
My balls are aching
But I'm not looking for deliverence

This could be letting on
This could be highly cut
I'm unaware of ~any difference
One says it can't be done
Then somebody does it - but

I'm not watching for equivalents.

I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more
Got to admit that I created private worlds
Cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls

Daily records
Just want to be making daily records
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters
Just wanna be making records
Play in - play out - fade in - fade out
Making records day in - day out

And they say it's just a stage in life
But I know by now the problem is a stage
And they say just take your time and it'll go away
But I know by now I'm never gonna change

I could be losing you
I could be coming through
I'm unaware of any difference
You still support me now
You love me anyhow
And I am still under your influence

We've had some years of hate
But now we're in the eights
I'm unaware of any difference
I need you even more
My money keeps me poor
I'm still amazed at your omnipotence

I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke
I look at Richmond married couples denim look
I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch~
When you are eleven the whole world's out to lunch

Daily records
Just wanna keep making daily records
Can't exist no more in chains and fetters
Just wanna keep making records
Play in - play out - fade in - fade out
Making records day in - day out

Just wanna be making daily records.

. . .


You - you're wasting my time
We're making music we're doing fine
Then a slap in the face takes me back to the starting line
You - your wasting my life
You can't lose what you've already lost
Your arms are open but your legs are crossed

Save me - save me
I'm going down for the third time
Save me - save me
Somebody throw me my next line

Too hot for me to handle
So cold I'm getting nowhere
Pinch me to see if I'm sleeping
Maybe it's only a nightmare

You - why did it have to be you?
Of all those girls I had to choose
You win and I lose
You - you with the poisonous eyes
One look and I'm hooked
One touch and my goose is cooked

Save me - save me
I'm going down for the third time
Save me - save me
Somebody throw me a life line

Too late to change partners
Too late you've got no chance
Too late to change partners
Too late to say I don't dance

You - there's a name for girls like you
You lead me on like a lamb to the slaughter
Then you act like a fish out of water
You - there's a name for girls like you
You've coming on like a steam train
Then you blow me away just like a hurricane

Save me - save me
I'm going down for the last time
Save me - save me
Somebody throw me a lifeline
Save me I'm falling
From the top of the page to the next line
Save me I'm burning
From tips of my toes to my hairline

Too hot for me to handle
So cold I'm getting nowhere
Pinch me to see if I'm sleeping
Maybe it's only a nightmare.

. . .


You can't always get it
When you really want it
You can't always get it at all

Just because there's space
In your life it's a waste
To spend your time why don't you wait for the call?

Just gotta get used to it
We all get it in the end
Just gotta get used to it
We go down and we come up again
Just gotta get used to it
You irritate me my friend

This is no social crisis
This is you havin' fun
No crisis
Gettin' burned by the sun
This is true

This is no social crisis
Just another tricky day for you

You can't always get higher
Just because you aspire
You could expire even knowin'

Don't push the hands
Just hang on to the band
And you can dance while your knowledge is growing

It could happen anytime
You can't expect to never cry
Patience is priceless
Not when you try to fly so high
Just stay on that line
Rock'n roll will never die

This is no social crisis
This is you havin' fun
No crisis
Gettin' burned by the sun
This is true

This is no social crisis
Just another tricky day for you

Another tricky day
Another gently nagging pain
What the papers say
Just seems to bring down heavier rain
The world seems in a spiral
Life seems such a worthless title
But break out and start a fire y'all
It's all here on the vinyl

No crisis
Just you havin' fun
There's no crisis
Gettin' burned by the sun
Got no crisis, this is true

This is no social crisis
Just another tricky day for you

You can't always get it
When you really want it
You can't always get it at all

Just because there's space
In your life it's a waste
To spend your time why don't you wait for the call?

Just gotta get used to it
Gotta get used to waiting
Just gotta get used to it
You know how the ice is
Just gotta get used to it
It's thin where you're skating

This is no social crisis
This is you havin' fun
No crisis
Gettin' burned by the sun
This is true

This is no social crisis
Just another tricky day for you

Fella
Just another tricky day
For you
Just another tricky day
For you

Just another tricky day
Just another tricky day
For you

You'll get through

. . .


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