|
Pandemonia |
||
|
Twenty-Two You
were 22 When
I first saw you With
your painters smile And
your eyes of blue Tell
it like it is Or
something like it was I
swear I heard applause When
the tight-lipped boy Eyed
the starlit girl And
the starlit girl Has
brightened up his world She
was 22 only 22 From
the twilit gardens In
the pouring rain You
took me to your house You
made me laugh again Babe
you’re 22 And
you’ve got your life in Front
of you
Tonight
I am in danger Something
on my mind I
lost you little stranger I
was always too unkind And
you might find Love
is always faded splendour Love
has lost us precious time In
love I was the young pretender But
indifference tonight Couldn’t
care less You
might find me dreamless Lord
we are in danger If
you give me a sign That
you can hear me tonight That
you could care less
Something
precious has been destroyed Just
shattered You
attempt to make repairs But
the cracks are still visible The
original strength will never be restored The
original beauty appears Only
fleetingly on its surface A
painful reminder of that which once was It
was within your power To
nurture that precious thing To
protect it Quite
simply you treated it carelessly And
now it’s lost to you And
you find yourself lost without it Quelque
chose de précieux a été détruit Simplement
brisé Tu
essaies de recoller les morceaux Mais
les fissures sont toujours visibles On
ne pourra jamais retrouver la force initiale La
beauté d’origine apparaît Parfois
fugitivement Sous
le vernis Un
souvenir douloureux de ce qui a été Il
ne tenait qu’à toi De
nourrir cette chose précieuse De
la protéger Mais
tu l’as simplement négligée Et
maintenant Tu
te retrouves perdu Sans
elle
Caught
in a memory Of
a dream I once had I
cartwheel I’m tongue-tied Washing
with duck eggs So
here they come now Caught
in the night train Mad
with confusion Ask
if you reel in shame Are
you the little band? Without
the little band There’s
nothing left to believe in And
the thing is that Sooner
or later We
all run out of ways To
hurt the ones that we love If
I could just sit here Learn
how to laugh Try
hard to forget With
the Belle Sisters I
saw her this evening Way
up on Ashton Lane I
could tell she was leaving She
didn’t even call my name She
held out her hands When
she held out her hands She
was holding An
artificial halo Hunger
in a horse’s head They
rise up before me Knowing
good love Can
always go bad What
could I want What
could I need If
not the Belle Sisters If
not the Belles
Goosesteps Goosesteps
down lonely streets Where
pandemonia Rules
everyone In
Bohemia Lord
if you’d just seen her Then
margarita changes everything Tequila
Mockingbird Tequila
Mockingbird Darling
you broke your word What
else could you do? Tequila
Mockingbird is a shocking bird And
tequila gives us wings to fly We
feel her and tonight we’ll dive And
life gets too crazy When
you least expect it to And
the label guys Throw
off their cheap disguise Just
two punch-drunk crazies Off
the Reeperbahn at sunrise Tequila
Mockingbird Tequila
Mockingbird Darling you broke your word What
else could you do? Tequila
Mockingbird Is
shocking but Tequila
gives us wings to fly We
feel her and tonight we’ll die Life
gets too crazy When
you least expect it to And
margarita changes everything
I’ve
never loved nobody
Like a love you babe Your ever winning smile And the paintings that you made Sometimes I picture you And the gardens over Kew And it feels like summer again Summer’s back And when the longing comes When the longing comes I’ll await your sweet return And when sundown comes Will you make your sweet return? Will you make it back? Some nights I Just pray for love But it’s alright It’s just sundown and longing
Let’s
all play baccarat in pearls With
the king of knaves or the jack from hell Chase
and purr with Venus in furs As
if in the morning you would be her How
soft she was how soft she was I
had nothing to lose except a lost cause I
keep moving on try to get some thrills Try
hanging out with the Trocadero girls I’m
going to hang with the Trocadero girls “Boy
you look strange” sang a femme fateale For
a moment or two I was under her spell I
took her home donned a white tutu As
if in the morning she could be you How
soft she was how soft she was I
had nothing to lose except a lost cause I
keep moving on try to get some thrills Try
hanging out with the Trocadero girls I’m
going to hang with the Trocadero girls
Those kisses we gave High
on Huntly For
a girl with lilies on her stairs I
swear are still hanging there Remember
you Remember
me One
fabulous evening High
above the trees When
the moon seems to shine for us Seems
to smile Sinatra
sings Over
Riddle strings And
quite in that instant You
said “follow me” Babe
you know I would Until
the end of time You
sigh Free
me to move aside Riding
up St Vincent in the sun Finally
knowing you were the one For
me and me for you We
kiss and sway And
skies are blue Or
when the night is young And
new love and only just begun We’re
high on Dumbarton rock On
a perfect afternoon Or
just a beautiful afternoon You’re
just perfection The
blue ardour of your eyes Speaks
to me Of
the sweetness of your soul I
wish love could always be this good I
wish I could wake every day this way Always
hold you in my arms Or
in bold arabesques sway I
was the man who loved to love I
was the guy who slipped off their gloves But
who could never see What
you just can’t miss
I
heard your voice cry, “it’s all in vain” As
we ran thru’ the downtown lanes I
said it’s too late babe we know we’re thru’ But
there’s one last thing I can promises you I
will lift you up In
the sweetness of our deceit We
were the architects of our own defeat It’s
gone midnight and now we must part But
I’ll always carry you in my heart One
night when you think your world is ending I
will lift you up I’m
all her sleekness just like a dream I’m
sure love slipped away unseen I
stood in her slipstream but I didn’t see her go I
was captive on another shore I
heard my voice cry, “this is all insane” Above
the roar of a southbound train Sometimes
its cold here and nothing works But
I’ll always carry you in my heart If
I could take you where the crowd can’t reach us I
will meet your love One
night when you think your world is ending I
will wake you up I
will let you know just how sweet you are
“It’s
the little phrase from the phantom sonata But
I mustn’t listen” All
the memories from when she was in love with me Which
until that moment I had succeeded In
keeping invisible in the depths of misery Were
deceived by this sudden reflection Of
a season of love whose sun I supposed Had
dawned again Awakened
from their slumber Had
taken wing And
risen to sing maddeningly in my ears Without
pity for my present desolation The
forgotten strains of happiness.
Caught
in a Crombie in a dead end street I
had it all I had the world at my feet Lost
myself in the fog of retreat I
hear the rainsound in the shallow bays Hear
the wind sing thru’ the yellow hay Find
my heartbreak at the break of day I
was breaking As
Madame Rochester swept out in flares Greets
a stranger at the foot of the stairs A
fallen angel for the devil may care A
makeshift lawyer and a racketeer Raise
writs and some hollow cheers It’s
way past midnight it will cost you my dear Listen
darling let’s make this summer long Now
the wind and the rain are long gone You
can kiss me on your old chaise longue We’ll
get the hood down and drive to the coast Find
it all when they said it was lost Recover
happiness at any cost Caught
in a Crombie on a dead end street I
had it all I had the world at my feet Lost
myself in the fog of retreat
Last
night I loved you When
you opened your heart And
let yourself sing I said So
long so long To
the best thing in my life I
got no reason to deny That
I’m out of my mind It’s
way past my season But
that’s alright It’s
just a Saturday night Another
Saturday night And
I still love you with all my soul As
I walk in the freezing cold I
wish the healing had begun I’m
outside the station Set
to ride No
destination in mind You
can call it treason That’s
alright Anything
you like Last
night I loved you When
you opened your heart and let yourself sing So
long so long To
the best thing in my life
That night seemed almost supernatural To belong to a mysterious world To which you may never return again Once its doors are closed And I could just distinguish Standing motionless Before that scene of remembered happiness A wretched figure Who filled me with such pity Because at first I didn’t recognise him That I had to lower my eyes In case anyone should see that they were filled with tears It was myself
|