Direction, Reaction, Creation - Disc 5

• In The City
  
• Time For Truth
  
• Sounds From The Street
  
• So Sad About Us
  
• Billy Hunt (alternate version)
  
• It's Too Bad
  
• To Be Someone
  
• David Watts
  
• That's Entertainment
  
• Dream time
  
• Tales From The Riverbank (alternate version)
  
• Precious
  
• Pity Poor Alfie (Swing version)
  
• The Bitterest Pill (I Ever Had To Swallow) - first version
  
  

In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you
But whenever I approach you, you make me look a fool
I wanna say, I wanna tell you
About the young ideas
But you turn them into fears
In the city there's a thousand faces all shining bright
And those golden faces are under 25
They wanna say, they gonna tell ya
About the young idea
You better listen now you've said your bit-a

And I know what you're thinking
You still think I am crap
But you'd better listen man
Because the kids know where it's at

In the city there's a thousand men in uniforms
And I've heard they now have the right to kill a man
We wanna say, we gonna tell ya
About the young idea
And if it don't work, at least we said we've tried

In the city, in the city
In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you

Whatcha trying to say that haven't tried to say before
You're just another red balloon with a lot of hot gass
Why don't you fuck off?
And you think you've got it worked out
And you think you've got it made
And you trying to play the hero
But you never walk home in the dark

I think it's time for truth
And the truth is you've lost uncle Jimmy
Admit your failure and decline with honour while you can
And you think you've got it sussed out
And you think that we're brain washed
And you're trying for a police state
So you can rule our body and minds

What ever happend to the great empire?
You bastards haved turned it into manure
Time for the young to stick together now

I bet you sleep at night with silk sheets and a clean mind
While killers roam the streets in numbers dressed in blue

And you're trying to hide it from us
But you know what I mean
Bring forward those six pigs
We wanna see them swing sod high

Sounds from the street, sounds so sweet
What's my name?
It hurts my brain to think
Sounds from the city, sound so pretty
Young bands playing
Young kids digging - And I dig them

The USA's got the sea
Yeah, but the British kid's got the streets I don't mind, the city's right
Sounds from the street, sounds just fine

I know I come from Woking and you say I'm a fraud
But my heart's in the city, where it belongs

Words from the voices
Rock and roll rejoices
It's something new, it's something young for a change

Sounds from the street, they sound so sweet
They gotta take notice
Why should they stop us? We don't need them

We're never gonna change a thing
And the situation's rapidly decreasing
But what can I do?
I'm trying to be true
That's more than you, at least I'm doing something

So sad about us
So sad about us
Sad - never meant to break up
Sad - suppose we'll never make up
Sad about us

So bad about us
So bad about us

Bad - let the music stop now
Bad - suppose we can't turn back now
Bad about us

Apologies mean nothing when the damage is done
But you can't switch off my loving
Like you can't switch off the sun

So sad about us
So bad about us

Sad - never meant to break up
Sad - suppose we'll never make up
Sad about us

If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else,
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get,
If it's not you crying, then it's probably me
You're the little dog messing up my tree -
Billy Hunt is a magical world,
Full of strippers and long legged girls
Clark Kent's got nothing on me,
I'll spy like James Bond and die like King Kong

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy

I remember the first day at my job,
I didn't get along with the foreman, Bob
Do this. Do that. Don't even stop for a cough.
He used to be a sergeant in the R.A.F.

No one pushes Billy Hunt around,
Well they do, but not for long
'cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms
the whole world's gonna wish it weren't born -

I could be a Superman
Satisfy any whim that I wanted to,
I could be a Human machine
I could show Steve Austin a thing or two -

If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else,
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get,
If it's not you crying, then it's probably me
You're the little dog messing up my tree -

No one pushes Billy Hunt around,
Well they do, but not for long
'cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms
the whole world's gonna wish it weren't born -

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy

All we seem to do is talk about it
we always end up shouting about it
there was a time we could overcome it
But it's too late to say we'll just forget it
It's too bad that we had to break up
and too much said for us to every make up
I could get by if I could just forget you
but things remind me and I feel so sad now

I could say I'm sorry
but it's not the point is it?
you want to play your games and
you don't mind if I get hurt

Same old feeling everytime I see you
and every avenue I walk I'm behind you
your back is turned and your eyes are closed girl
you move in circles that are out of my reach now

To be someone must be a wonderful thing
A famous footballer a rock singer
or a big film star, yes I think I would like that
To be rich and have lots of fans
have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
And be No. 1 - and liked by everyone

Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
They really dig me and I dig them
And the bread I spend - is like my fame - it's quickly diminished

And there's no more swimming in a guitar shaped pool
no more reporters at my beck and call
no more cocaine it's only ground chalk
no more taxis now we'll have to walk

But didn't we have a nice time -
didn't we have a nice time
Oh wasn't it such a fine time

I realize I should have stuck to my guns
instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons
and lose myself - I know it was wrong - but it's cost me a lot

And there's no more drinking after the club shuts down,
I'm out on me arse with the rest of the clowns
It's really frightening without a bodyguard
so I stay confined to my lonely room

I am a dull and simple lad
Cannot tell water from champagne
and I have never met the Queen
And I wish I could have all he has got -
I wish I could be like David Watts
And when I lie on my pillow at night
I dream I could fight like David Watts
And lead the school team to victory
Take my exams and pass the lot

He is the head boy at the school
He is the captain of the team
His is so gay and fancy free
And I wish I could have all the money he's got
I wish I could be like David Watts

And all the girls in the neighbourhood
Try to go out with David Watts
The try their best but can't succeed
For he is of pure and noble creed

A police car and a screaming siren -
A pnuematic drill and ripped up concrete -
A baby waiting and stray dog howling -
The screech of brakes and lamplights blinking -
that's entertainment.

A smash of glass and the rumble of boots -
An electric train and a ripped up 'phone booth -
Paint splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat -
Lights going out and a kick in the balls -

that's entertainment.

Days of speed and slow time Mondays -
Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday -
Watching the news and not eating your tea -
A freezing cold flat and damp on the walls -

that's entertainment.

Waking up at 6 a.m. on a cool warm morning -
Opening the windows and breathing in petrol -
An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard -
Watching the tele and thinking about your holidays - 

that's entertainment.
Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes -
Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume -
A hot summers' day and sticky black tarmac -
Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were faraway -

that's entertainment.

Two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight -
Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude -
Getting a cab and travelling on buses -
Reading the grafitti about slashed seat affairs -

that's entertainment.

Streets I ran - this whole town -
Backstreets and all - I wanted to leave there.
But no matter how fast I ran, my feet were glued, I just couldn't move there.
I saw the hate and lots of people 
I heard my name called above the noise
I tried to speak but my tongue was tied
Bumped into emptiness and started to cry - oh no

I saw the lights and the pretty girls
And I thought to myself what a pretty world,
But there's something else here that puts me off.
And I'm so scared dear, my love comes in frozen packs, 
Bought in a supermarket.

Streets I ran, through wind and rain,
Around this place amongst streaming sunshine.
Scared I was, sweating now.
Feeling of doom, my bowels turned to water.

I felt hot breath whisper in my ear,
I looked for somewhere to hide but everywhere's closed.
I shut my eyes pretend not to be here,
This feeling's much to real to ever disappear - oh no.

I saw the lights and the pretty girls
And I thought to myself what a pretty world,

But there's something else here that puts me off.
And I'm so scared dear, their hate comes in frozen packs,
Bought in a supermarket.

And I'm so scared dear -
My love comes in frozen packs - 

Bring you a tale from the pastel fields
Where we ran when we were young
This is a tale from the water meadows
Trying to spread some hope into your heart 
It's mixed with happiness - it's mixed with tears
Both life a death are carried in this stream
That open space you could run for miles
Now you don't get so many to the pound

True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia
But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to
That I'll always run to
Won't you join me by the riverbank

Paradise found down by the still waters
Joined in the race to the rainbow's end
No fears no worries just a golden country
Woke at sunrise, went home at sunset

Now life is so critical, life is too cynical
We lose our innocence, we lose our very soul

True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia
But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to
That I'll always run to
True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia
But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to
That I always run to
Won't you join me by the riverbank
Come on and join me by the riverbank

Your precious love - that means so much
will it ever stop or will I just lose touch
What I want to say - but my words just fail
Is that I need it so I can't help myself
Like a hungry child - I just help myself
And when I'm all full up - I go out to play

But I don't mean to bleed you dry
Or take you over for the rest of your life
It's just that I need something solid in mine

Lonely as the moors on a winter's morning
Quiet as the sea on a good calm night
In your tranquil shadow - I try and follow

I hear your distant show clicks
To the midnight beat -
I feel trapped in sorrow
In this imagery
But that's how I am and why I need you so

The streets of pleasure took you to top
But every light was red and every sign said stop
I felt so confined, just like glued to this spot, oh
'Cause we were sleeping in the noon day sun
We escaped the test and the marathon run
And no one heard and these mournful cries of "Alfie!"
We put a stop to that
Whoa, but Alfie, I wish you'd please come back

So no one's hurt - we might have made it through
But now there's nothing left except the memories of you

With overflowing powerful woes
'Cause there's real and fright
To the top of the stairs to find poor Alfie
And blood stained letters don't count for change
And don't look for blame
'Cause it's a fair exchange
For the last adventure I have left

'Cause we were sleeping in the noon day sun
We escaped the test and the marathon run
And no one heard and these mournful cries of "Alfie!"
We put a stop to that
Oh, but Alfie, I wish you'd please come back

Now it's gonna be hard for me to make it through
When all that's left is the memories of
Nothing left except the memories of war and pain
Please pity poor Alfie

Poor Alfie put a stop to that
Poor Alfie I wish you'd please come back
Poor Alfie put a stop to that
Oh, but Alfie I wish you'd please come back
Poor Alfie!

In your white lace and your wedding bells
You look the picture of contented new wealth
But from the on-looking fool who believed your lies
I wish this grave would open up and swallow me alive
For the bitterest pill is hard to swallow
The love I gave hangs in sad coloured, mocking shadows 

When the wheel of fortune broke, you fell to me
Out of grey skies to change my misery
The vacant spot, your beating heart took its place
But now I watch smoke leave my lips and fill an empty room

For the bitterest pill is hard to swallow
The love I gave hangs in sad coloured, mocking shadows

The bitterest pill is mine to take
If I took if for a hundred years, I couldn't feel anymore ill

Now autumn's breeze blows summer's leaves through my life
Twisted and broken dawn, no days with sunlight
The dying spark, you left your mark on me
The promise of your kiss, but with someone else

For the bitterest pill is mine to swallow
The love I gave hangs in sad coloured, mocking shadows

The bitterest pill is mine to take
If I took if for a hundred years, I couldn't feel anymore ill!