Lyrics

The Last Night

(Wob, Lyons)

Now the time is drawing to a close
The curtain, it twitches, as the stage hand holds onto the rope

This is the end
This is the end

The seats, threadbare and dusty, full for the last night

This is the end
This is the end

Tonight, all is forgotten
The battles lost and won
‘Cos tonight is the last night
And the final curtain call must be done

She’s The One

(Lyons)

She was a girl like no other
On my computer screen
She came from Surrey in the suburbs
But London was her scene

She worked in media and fashion
Lived in Highgate on the tube
And I just had to meet her
Sounded too good to be true

So after e-mailed faint attractions
Met in Chalk Farm for a drink
She wore the latest Hoxton fashions
Pretty trendy, but I think

That her clothes they do not suit her
And her business chat’s put on
But she’s the one I’m after
Affected girls just turn me on

She’s the one for me
She’s the one for me

We had to date in the right places
Primrose Hill, Point 101
She thought she was one of the faces
Fashion friends all tagged along

I liked the bright lights and the city
The excitement of it all
But she’s in media and fashion
Never could get comfortable

Chorus

These are the good old days, just wait and see

Bassline written by Garry Jones. See www.BidgieReef.com.

Miles Away

(Russell, Owens)

Correction
All that you know, you no longer own
Lines on a hand, a face in the dark you’d recognise anyhow

And you follow the rope
When it’s all that you know

And you call all your friends
They ask the usual questions

But you’re miles away
With your heart in motion
And everything’s grey

What if you knew from the start
This shake of your heart
Would you have changed it so one day it made it easier?

And you follow the rope
Because it’s all that you know

And you call all your friends
And they ask a million questions

But you’re miles away
With your heart in motion
And everything’s grey

Don’t call today
Numb with explosion
Ripping it all away

I’m running away from you…

Fine

(Russell, Owens)

Jamie knows what’s best for me.
I think I’ll ask his advice, And he says ‘I don’t know her
Anymore than I knew you, and we’re just fine, don’t be afraid’.

Jamie gets us both a drink.
Says he can see right through her,
‘She will break your heart you that,’
Maybe that’s just how I am, I don’t like it but it’s me. Maybe.

No, something else is bothering me.
She’s not the first mysterious girl
I’ve fallen for – is this the same?

There’s a picture in my head –
Stop me if you’ve heard this –
Of all that I want you to be…
And Jamie knows she’s not the image, she’s just smiles and bright blue eyes,
Do they see me, should I just think or speak on this,
I don’t know, no.

And all this time, she swims by,
And I don’t want her knowing this
Is all that I can think of now
(She’s so everything just now)
And now we’re talking, she’s just looking
Everywhere but in my eyes
And if she looked up I might know. If she looked up…

‘I don’t know what’s bothering you,’ she’d say,
And Jamie says what I think she thinks,
‘Maybe, maybe not today,’
And maybe we’re just playing games,
I like to think you think of me.
Is that so wrong?

And all this time, as she swings by
(I laugh at all her jokes and cry)
She makes me feel like all this feeling is alright,
It’s fine, oh I don’t want her,
I just want to know that everything is fine.
I want her to know that I am fine
I want her, I want her, no, I don’t want her,
I just want to know that I am still alive.

Girl On The Radio

(Russell, Owens)

Dark night, driving home
I see silhouettes on the dash, in my eyes
And the lights in the rain come lashing

Singing just to me, the girl
Wonder what she’d make of all this…?

Sing out
The voice on the radio over again
And show me
The voice that I know, sing to me

Spotlight, riding on
seem to wait till I’m almost asleep at the wheel
And then call me back soundly

Laughing and shivering�
As I drive through
Cities and villages touched by you

Chorus

Banana Republic

(Lyons)

I once met a girl from a Banana Republic
Who drove her Ford Capri with hanging dice to Dubrovnik

She flies in on the red-eye and she smuggles contraband
And she helps the pilot join the Mile-High Club before he lands

Banana Republic
Ba-Na-Na-Na-Na Republic

She parties in Ibiza, Magaluf, Biarritz and Spain,
I’ve never seen her sober – all she drinks is fine champagne

She says it is a cover for a mission she is on…
To find a greedy dot-com and then have it overthrown.

Chorus

The last time that I saw her was in South Afghanistan
She was firing a machine gun and it really turned me on.

She gave me a small suitcase and she turned to me to say
“Give this to my father, he is El Presidente”

Chorus

You’re my Banana Republic, yeah

Banana Republic

Filmstar

(Russell, Owens)

You stay in shade when you step in the light
You’re like a Manga wannabe
Curl your lip like you’re picking a fight
I’m gonna make you so sorry

I’m gonna make you feel like a filmstar
I’m gonna make you feel

I never lied to a lover before
Don’t ever think you beat me
You look at me like a toreador
Flashing red eyes right through me

I’m gonna make you feel like a filmstar
I’m gonna make you feel

And now you claim that you’re moving away
You never really wanted me
You think it’s change that is keeping you sane
I’m gonna make you so sorry

I’m gonna make you feel like a filmstar

I’m gonna make you feel

Never Coming Back

(Russell, Owens)

They found another undercover on train today
He’s never ever coming back or so the papers say

Never, you’re never coming back, you’re never coming back

They’ve been evicted and collected over land and sea
We came to liberate and educate the refugees

Never, you’re never coming back, you’re never coming back

Nothing to give her but a river of dirty lies
We found an unofficial way to keep her mesmerised

Never, you’re never coming back, you’re never coming back

This band will play and play for
The people that it’s made for
But will the future wait for me?

Wrote our obituary
Back in late January
There’s just so much that’s scaring me
We’re running out of time

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