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LYRICS FOR THE BOY IN THE SAILOR SUIT, 2007

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Never Take Sweets From A Stranger

(Cousins)

Sony ATV Music

I met her on a Friday evening
Heading for the city lights
She asked me to take her all of the way
She was really in the mood that night
I drove on 'till I was tired
Asked her if she'd care to stay
I booked a room in a fancy hotel
And said we'd carry on the next day

We hadn't spoken but a word or so
When she began to unbutton my shirt
I lifted her blouse, there was nothing underneath
Then I slid my hands inside her shirt
Everything about her was golden
She was as hot as the rising sun
She was real as it comes and nothing so real
Than the two of us together made one.

Never take sweets from a stranger
She may want to take you for aride
Never take sweets from a stranger ...

She lay in my arms in the morning
Said she had to make a telephone call
I said "Make it here while I step in the shower"
But she said she'd make it in the hall
I dozed in the soft light shadows
Turned to find that she wasn't there
I phoned on down to the reception desk
For the girl with the golden hair.

I pulled on my clothes and went down to the hall
Looked all around and who knows where
They said that they hadn't seen her at all
Then they other guests began to stare
They showed me the morning papers
On the front page of the Daily Sun
Was a picture of the girl with the golden hair
She'd been a victim of a hit and run.


Mellow Moon

(Cousins)

Sony ATV Music

Mellow Moon you shine so bright
My gentle friend in the darkest night
Mellow moon the morning sun
Is welcome when the hour is done

Mellow moon your face is red
Is it something that someone's said
Or can it be I kissed your lips
Sailing by at the last eclipse

I keep gazing at you
And wondering why
I keep gazing at you
The lonely skies
Your sad disguise
I can tell from the tears in your eyes

Mellow moon don't think of me
Trapped alone in the silent sea
Mellow moon don't look so blue
The bible has its secrets too

Mellow moon the heavenly hosts
Handcuffed to a chain of ghosts
Mellow moon you broke my heart
We once were close, now we're far apart
Mellow moon it feels so cold
I once was young but now I'm old.


The Smile You Left Behind

(Cousins)

Sony ATV Music

At Mr. Sainbury's counter, she looked cute
The dairy maid met the boy in a sailor suit
"Will you marry me" he said on their first date
Sailor boys were never ones to wait
Two hearts entwined
And I love you for the smile you left behind

They had a son in nine months to the day
He chose the submarines for better pay
He worked hard, you can see the care he took
I know because I've seen it in his book
It's underlined
And I love you for the smile you left behind

When you passed away the doves flew out of reach
I saw his name and wept on Southsea beach
I framed a photograph that you had missed
The words "I Love you" written on his wrist
Life's so unkind
But I love you for the smile you left behind


Calling Out Your Name

(Cousins)

Sony ATV Music

The sun rises high
In the Mediterranean sky
Burning like the everlasting flame
Between you and me
Across the deep blue sea
I can hear her calling out my name

The clock slips a beat
Melting in the heat
Time is passing slowly just the same
Across the great divide
Silver deep inside
I can hear her calling out my name

I named her a boat
To keep us both afloat
We sailed to places no-one ever came
The sins of the past
Are laid to rest at last
I can hear her calling out my name

Gala, can you hear me, I am lost
Dali, I can hear you, you are lost.

To those who decide
I rest my case with pride
Someone has to pay the price of fame
I rest in the deep
Soundly in my sleep
I can hear her calling out my name.


Mother Luck

(Cousins)

Sony ATV Music

Name me my position
Put my fist into the breach
Many are but visitors
To the language that we teach
Cut my nose off, spite my cloth
Persecute the weak
I am just a normal guy
Leave me room to speak.

Here's to Mother Luck
You know she's acting rather funny
But I have always seen her
In the land of milk and honey

Here comes old Disraeli
With his top hat in his hand
Begging for forgiveness
As he strides along the Strand
Take a step down Maiden Lane
Stop for lunch at Rules
We can play the game
And talk like anybody's fools.

The Prince of Wales and Lily Langtry
Used the private room
Peer into the shadows
You may see them in the gloom
Take my place among
The many pictures on the wall
Three hundred years of history
Are like as not to fall.

Some walk like Charlie Chaplin
With a cane and a bowler hat
Always tripping over
It's never this or that
The devil is a player
When the game is played to win
But Mother Luck will intervene
And give the game some spin.


Wish You Were Here

(Cousins)

Sony ATV Music

I weep just like a willow
Welling from the heart
Struck by cruel lightning
It tears my heart apart
I often feel I'm boxed in
Bearing hammer blows
But I wear them on the inside
So no-one ever knows

Sometimes the world gets angry
Sometimes a bad wind blows
Sometimes there are flash floods
Even six foot snows
The weather is a mistress
Fickle as the rest
But most days I can wake up
With my arm across her breast.

A view along the promenade
Tinted pastel shades
Pictures of Madonna
In her many masquerades
The young girl in her wedding dress
The vicar with a beer
A postcard from a long lost friend
Wish you were here

I walked into a forest
Overgrown with briars
I reached for my machete
To cut away the wires
It used to take just one hand
But nowadays it's both
To cut away the dead wood
And introduce new growth.

I walked into a church
With an open heart and mind
Doing what I pleased
Without seeing I was blind
Like is like a pack of cards
Stable when it's straight
The trick is in the balance
And it all depends on fate.

A view along the promenade
Tinted pastel shades
A picture of Our Lady
Before the image fades
The young girl with her bra undone
The vicar with a leer
A postcard from a long lost friend
Wish you were here

I walked out on the pier
Turned round to face the town
The sea was lapping gently
And the sun was going down
The kids were playing for pennies
In the kiss-me-quick arcade
I smiled at their excitement
And all the ghosts I'd laid

A view along the promenade
Tinted pastel shades
Rows of empty deckchairs
On windy esplanades
The young girl with her knickers down
The vicar feeling queer
A postcard from a long lost friend
Wish you were here


Skip To My Lou

(Cousins/Conrad)

Sony ATV Music

Did you hear me, my little one
Calling you by the way of the moon
Serenading you
To my saddest tune

Will you know me, my little one
Rushing by at the speed of sand
Serenading you
With flower in hand

Skip to my Lou, my darling
Skip to my Lou, my darling young one
Skip to my Lou, my darling
All night, all night long

Did you see me my little one
Walking along by the railway track
Serenading you
Without looking back

Will you kiss me my little one
Leading you to the hangman's knot
Serenading you
With forget-me-not

Did you fear me my little one
As the last train passed us by
Serenading you
With a tear in my eye

Will you haunt me my little one
Ill at ease with Cupid's dart
Serenading you
With a broken heart.


Lonely Days, Lonely Nights

(Cousins/Conrad)

Sony ATV Music

We were younger then
Back why who knows when
We went walking hand in hand
In a never land for two
We took a bright-eyed short-term view

Lonely days, lonely nights
I have had my share of lonely nights
When I look in your face
I find a vacant space
A legacy of lemons and limes
It's a sign of the times

Lonely days, lonely nights
I have had my share of lonely nights
It takes a fool to make
The same mistake
An orchestrated chorus of crimes
It's a sign of the times

No-one gives a damn
Sacrificial lamb
I was hanging out to dry
A repentant guy gone straight
Ah, but it's always too late

Lonely days, lonely nights
I have had my share of lonely nights
As a last defence
I sit on the fence
With a recipe of riddles and rhymes
It's a sign of the times

Lonely days, lonely nights
I have had my share of lonely nights
As high as the moon
Like a silver spoon
In a bucketful of nickels and dimes
It's a sign of the times


Bringing In The Harvest

(Cousins)

Sony ATV Music

Bringing in the harvest
We are gathering the grain
Weathered by the sun
And gently swollen by the rain
Golden days of summer gladness
Blood red poppies tinged with sadness
Wheatfields gently waving
From a wartime aerodrome
Here's to those who work the fields
And bring the harvest home

Bringing in the harvest
All the gifts of nature's grace
Hand me down my brushes
I will paint her smiling face
Apples, pears and black-red cherries
Strawberries and loganberries
Hopfields reaching high
Wherever thirsty travellers roam
Here's to those who graft all day
And bring the harvest home

Bringing in the harvest
All the bounties of the deep
Rising from the seabed sands
Where shipwrecked sailors sleep
Twisting currents test the stranger
Gathering storms bring hidden danger
A shift of wind can snap the teeth
Of any mermaid's comb
Here's to those who risk their lives
And bring the harvest home


Hellfire Blues

(Cousins)

Sony ATV Music

It was quiet for days
Then the skies turned red with spite
It was quiet for days
Then the skies turned red with spite
All hell's breaking out
Along the coast tonight

In a backstreet road
A row of houses burned
In a backstreet road
A row of houses burned
There's blood seeping out
Where someone's head was turned

From high above
The bombs were raining down
From high above
The bombs were raining down
As the sirens sounded out
Across the town

Tracers flashed through
The jet-black oily smoke
Tracers flashed through
The jet-black oily smoke
Shells exploded
But the sprit never broke

Came all clear
And bluebirds flew day long
Came all clear
And bluebirds flew day long
Vera Lynn sang
Her patriotic song

I looked out to sea
Through the silent airman's eyes
I looked out to sea
Through the silent airman's eyes
God rest his soul
For the ever open skies.


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