Shouting and Pointing

(Overend Watts/Morgan Fisher)

There's trouble coming
I feel it deep in my bones
I can't avoid it, no way,
Gotta face it, not gonna be long
It's got me shouting, pointing, panting, begging tonight
I need some people
To see me through it
Loving me right

Gonna pull some tarts together
Better dress them up in leather
Gonna find some kindred spirits
Gonna throw the searchlight in it
Want some volunteers!

You do and you do and you do
Get in to trouble
And maybe you do and you do and you do
Get in to luck
'cos I've been shouting, pointing, panting
And when it's done
We're gonna walk out smiling, laughing
Because we won!

Gonna pull... (etc)

Watch out, they'll get ya
They're hiding under your nose
They'll try to dare you, scare you, snare you
Stand on your toes
'cos they'll be shouting, pointing, panting
And when it's done
We're gonna settle down a-loving, and a-howling
Because we won

Gonna pull... (etc)

Collision Course

(Overend Watts)

Hey there Annie, that means you
Why don't you leave that man
'cos he never was true
You've got the figure and the face
To go any place
So drop them dishes
And get back in the race

I know you can do it
You know you can too

Look what I got look what's big shots
She's a chick that's gonna give you stone in the hots
Got a straight for a seven and she's ready to sigh
When you see her you'll be itching
'cos she's looking so fine

I know she can do it
You know she can too

Don't let them tell you
That all girls are the same
That's only part of the game
Don't let them tell you
That you'll never find fame
We know best

Hey there Annie our dream's come true
Got a million dollar contract
And a Cadillac too
And we're laying in the shade
Of a willow tree
Sipping on a glass of vintage '53

I knew we could do it
You knew we could too

Don't let them tell you
That all girls are the same
That's only part of the game
Don't let them tell you
That you'll never find fame
We know better

Don't let them tell you
That all girls are the same
That's only part of the game
Don't let them tell you
That you'll never find fame
We know best

Storm

(Overend Watts/Morgan Fisher/Ray Major)

There's a rumour going roung this place
That you've been hanging around
If I find out that it's true
I'm telling you
Gonna put you in the ground

There's a kind of misty morning
As I'm looking out 'cross town
Thinking 'bout my friends
Remembering what they said
An' making me feel like a real lowdown

Well I saw that smoke stack lightning
When you pushed me to the brink
You got me worried, you got me mean
And when I'm mean I drink

And then a lot of wild talk was flying
About a tall cat sleeping around
Well I dunno who he is but I'm telling you this
When I catch up with him I'm gonna mow him down

When I get there tonight you better be back home
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
an' when I get there tonight you better be alone
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
'cos when I get there tonight I'm gonna be insane
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
I've had enough of your lip gonna cause you some pain
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
I'm gonna jump on a train

Now you've burned out all my money
Just as much as you could take
And then your love turned bad and now I'm mad
'cos I made a big mistake
But if you think I'm gonna take it
Lying down like a dog
Well you'd better think again
I'll fix you up for good
I told you I would
And I'm just about to jump on a real fast train

When I get there tonight you better be back home
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
When I get there tonight you better be alone
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
'cos when I get there tonight I'm gonna be insane
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
Feel my temperature rise like a knife in my brain
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm

Oh, slow down!

Cat's all running for cover
'cos there's no place left to hide
I've go a vengeance in my soul
And it will not be denied
You better get on your knees little girl
It's the only thing to do
I'm gonna make you sorry you were born
You better come right over get my hands on you

When I get there tonight you better be back home
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
When I get there tonight you better be alone
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
'cos when I get there tonight I'm gonna be insane
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm
Feel my temperature rise like a knife in my brain
There's an ill wind blowing and it's bringing a storm

Career (No Such Thing as Rock 'n' Roll)

(Nigel Benjamin/Morgan Fisher)

There's no such thing as me or you
Just the feeling someone had
When they saw shadows on the wall
There's no such thing as old or new
'Cause everything's been said and done before

There's no such thing as Rock and Roll
No such thing as growing old

When the picture starts to fade
You'll hear the clowns and watch them cry
The great mistakes they've made
When the lights have all gone down (down, down, down)
You'll marvel at the speed that things turn round

There's no such thing as rock and roll
No such thing as growing old
Things are way beyond control
I've been told

Try to cut you down
Take your soul away
Cut you down
Try to break your heart
Take your soul away
Break your heart

If you make it to the end
You'll find you didn't try that hard
It wasn't such a strain
And all those death defying deeds
Weren't necessary
It's really such a shame

'Cause all I've got is Rock and Roll
All I'll get is growing old
Things are way beyond control
And I've been told

Try to cut you down (cut you down)
Take your soul away
Cut you down
Try to break your heart (break your heart)
Take your soul away
Break your heart

Try to cut you down (cut you down)
Take your soul away
Cut you down

Hold On You're Crazy

(Overend Watts)

 
Hold on, you got it wrong, I'm too strong
You must be going crazy if you think that you can hold me down
Stay down, stop hanging round, lay down
You must be going dizzy with them stupid dreams inside your head

Hold on, or I'll be gone, you're putting me on
You must have something missing if you think that you can tie me up
So stay down, get off my ground, hey look what I found
Another little honey who can really make my bed

Now get this, you got nothing, nothing on me
And you've got nothing I crave
So keep your distance or I'll move you
Like a crashing wave

Hold on, you got it wrong, so long
There ain't a woman living gonna come before my guitar
Just stay down, get out of town, I ain't no clown
Go find another sucker who ain't got plans for going too far

I told you, you got nothing, nothing on me And you've got nothing I crave
So keep your distance or I'll drown you
Like a crashing wave

See You Again

(Overend Watts)

It's seems a long long time since I waved goodbye to you
Been working too hard, I'll tell you what I'm planning to do
Gonna hang up my boots and pack up my things and then
I'll fly across the ocean to see you again

Got my dollars saved up, I can count them when I feel low
Your picture's on my bed at each motel I go
Gonna be with you soon, promise you, but until then
Remember I'm marking time to see you again

We drunk a lot of wine and we saw a lot of early light
And I ain't gonna tell you that a woman never shared my night
Yeah we drunk a lot of wine and we saw a lot of early light
But through it all still you're the only one in sight

We drunk a lot of wine and we saw a lot of early light
And I ain't gonna tell you that a woman never shared my night
Yeah we drunk a lot of wine and we saw a lot of early light
But through it all still you're the only one in sight

We drunk a lot of wine and we saw a lot of early light
And I ain't gonna tell you that a woman never shared my night
Yeah we drunk a lot of wine and we saw a lot of early light
But through it all still you're the only one in sight

Too Short Arms (I Don't Care)

(Morgan Fisher/Ray Major)

 
Last night I woke up on a subway train
Travelling round and round all night
My head was hurting and my clothes were torn
It must have been a hell of a fight

And you know it doesn't feel so funny
When you're waking up at half past eight
And they've taken all your stuff and your money
And you wonder was it something you said

Yes I know I ain't exactly
A clean livin' boy
Sometimes it just ain't fair
When I get home to you
After all I've been through
You'll only scream and shout
'cos your money's run out

I don't care
If you go to work
I don't care
If you stay at home
But if you go downtown
That you're pulling around
Why don't you leave me alone

You said to me that I'm wasting my life
I've played it just like your fool
You're no give and no talk
I guess it won't get too far
It ain't done me no harm
It don't follow me at all

You said to me that I've been wasting your time
Your gonna find another man
I've had all I can take
Won't you give us a break
I'm sick and tired of people trying to tell me what I am

I don't care
If I go to heaven
I don't care
If I stay in hell
'cos I know that I'm doing
What I really wanna do
And you know that I'm doing it well

Yes I know I didn't love my mamma
I got everything wrong at school
All the touble I had from my dear old dad
Tonight you sit tight I'm gonna give it to you

I don't care
If you go to work
I don't care
If you stay at home
But if you go downtown
That you're pulling around
Why don't you leave me alone

I don't care
I got too short arms
I don't care
I don't care
I got too long hands
I don't care
I don't care
I got too bald head
I don't care

Broadside Outcasts

(Overend Watts/Morgan Fisher)

When a thing dies
Another will rise
It's happening all the time
Nothing can last
It's over too fast
It's never the end of the line

Just keep moving
Don't tell me it's too frightening
Keep on moving
It's no good standing still

There's an earthquake coming
Gonna knock you all flat
Now what you gonna do about that
There's an earthquake coming
Gonna turn you all on
But what you gonna do when it's gone

Don't you give in
You're gonna win
There ain't no way you can lose
Forget the past
You got the class
You're gonna be the big news

Just keep moving
Don't tell me it's too frightening
Keep on moving
It's no good standing still

There's an earthquake coming
Gonna knock you all flat
Now what you gonna do about that
There's an earthquake coming
Gonna turn you all on
But what you gonna do when it's gone
(repeat)

Good Times

(Vanda/Young)

 
Is everybody gonna rock?
Is everybody gonna roll?
Are you gonna have a good time?
Let it roll

Mary, Mary, you're on my mind
The folks are gone and the place'll be mine
Mary, Mary, wanna be with you
Now, this is what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna put a gun to you

Gonna have a good time tonight
Rock 'n' Roll music gonna play all night
Come over baby it won't take long
It only takes a minute just to sing my song

Boney Maronie gonna be with Jim
Long Tall Sally gonna stay with Slim
Short Fat Fanny gonna be there too
I tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna put a gun to you

Gonna have a good time tonight
Rock 'n' Roll music gonna play all night
Come over baby it won't take long
It only takes a minute just to sing my song

Boney Maronie gonna be with Jim
Long Tall Sally gonna stay with Slim
Short Fat Fanny gonna be there too
Now this is what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna put a gun to you

These lyrics have been determined after careful listening to the tracks in question, and are provided for educational purposes only. Due to the possibility of mis-hearing, we cannot vouch for their accuracy. Copyright remains vested in the lawful copyright holders.

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Transcribed by Colin Ford except Shouting and Pointing, Collision Course, Storm and Broadside Outcasts transcribed by Adrian Perkins and Career transcribed by Just a Buzz. Too Short Arms by Colin Ford and Adrian Perkins. Minor correction to See You Again by Keith Hollinshead, and to Good Times by Mark Shewczyk

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