e Pantile Journals Instrumental The mention of your name Time goes by And every single tear It must have well run dry And the lonely nights Become a strange accepted way And the years go past Just like the old song says The pain with time has healed It could not last But oh a friend Like a fool mentions your name Sunny days, drunken nights You smile and say It's all right But oh the cold, cold rain At the mention of your name Forgive me please If I shrug my shoulders When I put my friends at ease As I get older It's not that I don't feel colder than before Oh I've become so good at hiding What I feel without confiding It's still the same At the mention of your name There she goes There she goes, the one that I love The one I've been waiting for The one I've been dreaming of There she goes, but she'll never be mine Wasted all of my chances Run clean out of time There she goes with the wind in her hair And a smile on her face She doesn't know what I'd give just for one moment To be in his place Anyway Take a look, there she goes Take a look, there she goes There she goes with the wind in her hair And a smile on her face She doesn't know what I'd give just for one moment To be in his place Anyway Take a look, there she goes Take a look, there she goes The road to hell (part 1) Stood still on a highway I saw a woman By the side of the road With a face that I knew like my own Reflected in my window Well she walked up to my quarterlight And she bent down real slow A fearful pressure paralysed me in my shadow She said 'son what are you doing here My fear for you has turned me in my grave' I said 'mama I come to the valley of the rich Myself to sell' She said 'son this is the road to hell' On your journey cross the wilderness From the desert to the well You have strayed upon the motorway to hell The road to hell (part 2) Well I'm standing by the river But the water doesn't flow It boils with every poison you can think of And I'm underneath the streetlight But the light of joy I know Scared beyond belief way down in the shadows And the perverted fear of violence Chokes the smile on every face And common sense is ringing out the bell This ain't no technological breakdown Oh no, this is the road to hell And all the roads jam up with credit And there's nothing you can do It's all just pieces of paper flying away from you Oh look out world, take a good look What comes down here You must learn this lesson fast and learn it well This ain't no upwardly mobile freeway Oh no, this is the road Said this is the road This is the road to hell The things lovers should do Standing in the half light, wondering if you can There stands the priest of sinners, consolation in his hands Though he prays he won't need it, he keeps it by his side Waiting for the face up and the answer in her eyes All while the music's playing a backdrop serenade There's only one point of view To be doing the things, things that lovers should do Disco-queens in dancestep, moving face to face All tangled up in neon don't think it's some disgrace The blue western denim, the East Coats razor edge The European fashion, the leathers and re-threads All while the music's playing a backdrop serenade There's only one point of view To be doing the things, things that lovers should do The Van Stomp/Glasgow horizon Instrumental Three angels Nine dollars, two cents No money, no rent 8759 that's the number Be on time Bring something, don't care Whatever, be there Good woman, good loving, good feeling Three angels Eight castles, wants nine Unhappy all the time Gold headlights, can't see Sure could help him, feel free Five aces, no calls Easy action on the walls One burning, two custom, all waiting Three angels Burns, Hofner, white flats All together feeding back No mixer, no lights Good fixer, be all right Dream wishing, downtown In the windows, locked sound One burning, two custom, all waiting Three angels Three little green candles Instrumental Too much pride Say good morning this is your lucky day Most of your problems they're gonna slip away Oh I'm gonna help you, I can show you the way So give me so time my friend and hear what I say You got too much pride, too much pride Drive yourself crazy, you got too much pride Take a look at the downside anyway that you choose Out here on the upside you ain't got nothing to lose Oh I'm gonna help you, I can show you the way So give me some time my friend and hear what I say You got too much pride, too much pride Drive yourself crazy, you got too much pride Too much pride it will drive you wild It will burn your soul, cut you deep inside Drag you down, get in your way So take a look my friend listen what I say You got too much pride, too much pride Drive yourself crazy, you got too much pride Touch... D'amour Touch... D'amour Yours is a sunny day Of this I'm sure Blowing my clouds away I just don't know what this could do to me I only want it to be Touch... D'amour Touch... D'amour Sailing around the room like never before Could never have come too soon I want this dance to last forever For it to last forever more Touch... D'amour True to you When the time comes around I want you to know You can count on me When it all comes down You'll know where I'll be Standing right next to you 'Cos I'll be true to you I'll be true to you When the days grow dark And the winds grow cold I'll still be with you I'm tried and I'm tested And I won't let you down You can count on me Because I'll be true to you I'll be true to you This love that I've found It flows like a river And it's all for you The streets of this town Speak only one name And that name is you So when the time comes around I want you to know You can count on me When it all comes down You'll know where I'll be Standing right next to you Because I'll be true to you I'll be true to you Twisted wheel I can see him now, standing on a street corner Pastel shades and a candy stripe parallel Good time love, oh that I'd been much older Go messing with the boys from the incrowd But all I could do was wish them farewell What's that strange music What's that fully rhythm They call it Blue Beat, but you can call it young love You can call it tamla dream Down at your local Motown machine I need to be loved Down at your Twisted Wheel And I can see that little stage All the hands up in the air Bombers and blues gonna see us through Got my new lime suit mohair With a single vent sixteen inch Got my two-stroke wheels outside We only need the High Numbers now And anything on stateside Down at your Twisted Wheel Two roads Ain't it funny how you never can tell It always seems to hit you when it's going so well A little knowledge is a dangerous thing Now it's lawyers-at-midnight and the learning begins Let's take a walk outside in the morning sun Here ain't working out no battles to be won Oh darling take a look at you and me We both love our freedom and we'll always be Two roads You can wait a lifetime for the hammer to fall Some folks get lucky they don't see it at all We were bound to drift away from the very first day one Two different journeys and neither was wrong Let's take a walk outside in the morning sun Here ain't working out no battles to be won Oh darling take a look at you and me We both love our freedom and we'll always be Two roads Two different lifetimes we just happened to meet Traded some good times on the corner of the street We were no more than strangers attracted to one And the same sense of freedom but we'll always be on Two roads We don't have problem We don't have problem If we let each other be If both of us can understand What is good for you, may not be for me If we give each other lots of space If I tiptoe by your door Then we don't have a problem anymore We don't have problem, any fool can see I could never be like you Why should you wanna be like me What's so hip in doing what the leader always says When we don't have a problem, anyway If you make trouble It will get you in the end Why trade pain with somebody when We don't have a problem What's so hip in doing what the leader always says When we don't have a problem, anyway Whatever happened to Benny Santini? They say his chances could not have been better All the promise of a July sun in the morning sky Laughing at the peering faces From the windows of a limousine Caviar with the A & R and still only in his teens So whatever happened? I can see him now, his face lit up in neon One hand up in the air as he turns towards the crowd His songs of silver arrows they tried to roll into gold With diamond tips from painted lips Designed and ready to be sold They say he could not fall of They say he could not fail The wealth and fame would fire his flame Just as soon as his ship set sail So whatever happened? Whatever happened to Benny Santini? Whatever happened to the guy on the wall? Where did he go to if he could not fall of They tell you they don't know They don't know at all When you know your love has died Me, I'm just running wild Can't give you the advice you need this time You say of her, you can't decide And yet you sit and watch her cry Friend you're like the wind that blows Like the sea you come and go I'm not trying to tell you How I think that it should be 'Cos I know deep down inside That you're yearning to be free And you're only gonna think of No 1. So what am I to say No matter what you do you're gonna hurt her anyway When you know that your love has died And you know how you feel inside You've got to face up and show What you're feeling when you know Your parting words will be so untrue Just as long as it don't come down on you And you're scared to lay it on the line Just in case you change your mind I'm not trying to tell you How I think that it should be 'Cos I know deep down inside That you're yearning to be free And you're only gonna think of No 1. So what am I to say No matter what you do you're gonna hurt her anyway When you know that your love has died And you know how you feel inside You've got to face up and show What you're feeling when you know Windy town Driving home from the highland line We done some gigs on the Clyde and the Tyne They flew us in from a Hamburg strip The taste of Dusseldorf still on our lips And on the bus there is a friend of mine We go way back to the scene of the crime We sit up front and share a cigarette And try to remember what we tried to forget He say "Do you remember?" He say "Do you recall?" I say yeah I remember, oh, I remember it all Every time that cold wind blows Every time I hear that sound Late night trains shunting down by the river I remember windy town We come so far and we move so fast Making hay see it all go past Round the world and round again Up and down on that gravy train but every time that cold wind blows Every time I hear that sound The east coast cross winds on the cold wet stone I remember windy town The freezing corners and the empty streets The burning passion and the cold wet feet Three tricky miles home every night Dodging from the shadows underneath those amber light No car for kissing and nowhere to go Except inside each other and I loved you so I held your face as you shivered in the rain Girl I'll always love you and I'll love you again Oh everytime, everytime Every time that cold wind blows Every time I hear that sound Late night trains shunting down by the river I remember windy town Every time that cold wind blows Every time I hear that sound The east coast cross winds on the cold wet stone I remember windy town Winning So you say that you are tired And you wanna make a deal The way the see you turn Well that's not the way you feel Well I got news for you sunshine You may not understand You're living in a poker game And you've already shown your hand So if you can't stand up You'd better learn how to fall One thing is for certain Ain't no way out of here at all 'Cos we're winning Now we've ironed out the edges That your mother may have loved Or someone you may have wanted But you're now too way above 'Cos you're shining like a razor And we're all waiting just for you We took you up on what you said Now let's see what you can do And if you can't stand up You'd better learn how to fall One thing is for certain Ain't no way out of here at all 'Cos we're winning Winter song It's a cold, cold feeling On a real lazy wind That blows all the way trough you And the autumn begins How it cuts like a sabre How it chills to the bone You've got cold feet and fingers And you're thinking of home If I put my arms around you Take you in from the storm From your autumn through winter Darling I'll keep you warm My overcoat's empty Deep, wide and long I got room for you darling till your winter, till your winter has gone Wired to the moon Sleep tonight little girl Go right in through No-one can wake you now You're falling through your dreams Sliding down every beam 'Cos you don't know how Don't know how to hurt Don't know how to lie You just don't know how to do it You couldn't if you tried 'Cos you're wired to the moon You innocent light Will be shadows too soon Sleep little angel Stay wired to the moon Faraway in the night I saw my mother She was looking at you She said to me "My son Don't you wake that little girl Though I know you're wanting to 'Cos you're wanting to laugh And you're wanting to play Leave her in sweet dreams She may lose them one day Keep her wired to the moon" Like a girl I once knew She was once happy too Sleep little angel Stay wired to the moon Working on it Oh how I'd love it girl, just you and me Take the day and fly But oh this job, it's got the best of me Tell you why, tell you why Somebody above is in a desperate state Some kind of urgency, the kind that won't wait I say tomorrow, he say today And the man in my head well he tell me no way Keep working I got eight little fingers and only two thumbs Will you leave me in peace while I get the work done Can't you see I'm working Oh, oh I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working on it Well they're coming from above me And they're coming from below Yea they're in there right behind me Everywhere that I go And my buddy, he's screaming down the telephone line He say gimme, gimme, gimme I say I ain't got the time Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working on it Yea, yea, oh tell 'em How I'd love it girl, just you and me Take the day and fly But oh, this job it's got the best of me Tell you why Well they're coming from above me And they're coming from below Yea they're in there right behind me Everywhere that I go My buddy, he's screaming down the telephone line He say gimme, gimme, gimme I say I ain't got the time Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it Yes I do In the morning she brings music Takes the dark clouds from my eyes Gives me something to hang on to When the cold wind fills the skies And you ask me do I love her Yes I do! You tell me she could leave me This love could make me cry All I know is I want it And I feel it deep inside So just ask me do I love her Yes I do! Tomorrow is tomorrow I just know about today In this great big world Would it be too much to see Little joy come my way So just ask me do I love her Yes I do! You can go your own way You can go your own way You can go your own way It doesn't matter what the others say 'Cos you can go your own way You can go your own way You've got a ring on your finger A chain around your heart and your soul Searching for an answer Looking for your own control Walk away from the leader Walk away form the books Walk away from the TV Take a long hard look And you can go your own way You must be evil I come home from work I see my little girl She's crying on the floor She's been watching that TV This ain't late no, this ain't even dinner time To show them things on that screen What's wrong with you You must be evil Oh I know why you do it You're just looking for sensation You got a hold of something You tell us that it's news You don't have to show that stuff Can't you show us some respect You can tell us we don't need to see it We don't need those cheap effects You must be evil You must be evil I wish you were here You don't have to show that stuff You ain't fooling no-one You made my little girl cry I wish you were here We all know why you do it Sometimes you even slow it down You're giving out some bad ideas here I can't believe that you don't realise You must be evil You're not a number You can feel your nerve endings They've been dead before today You can feel them rising Feel them rising all the way You've got grease on your fingers oil on your face Happy completely chasing the pace Happy to find out even this late You're not a number There's a new sense of freedom Come banging on your door Deep down inside you You've seem it all somewhere before Somewhere in the past Somewhere in a dream It's got you completely And you know what it means Happy to find out even this late You're not a number There's a new sense of freedom Come banging on your door Deep down inside you You've seem it all somewhere before You've got grease on your fingers oil on your face Happy completely chasing the pace Happy to find out even this late You're not a number Your warm and tender love I was lost in the deep and darkest night No direction, not a single hope in sight When I saw a fire burning brightly through The storm that raged above In the shadows of your warm and tender love I was a stranger to the land and life around In constant danger, being hurt by what I found And of hurting what I treasured most Foolish eagle never dove Till I fell upon your warm and tender love In the shadows of your warm and tender love Now I gaze in peace at the lonely sky That is raging high above Safe in the shadows of your warm and tender, tender love In the shadows of your warm and tender love  * GOD'S GREAT BANANA SKIN *  (p)1992 1. Nothing to fear 2. Miles Is A Cigarette 3. God's Great Banana Skin 4. 90's Blues 5. Too Much Pride 6. Boom Boom 7. I Ain't The Fool Here 8. There She Goes 9. I'm Ready 10. Black Dog 11. Soft Top, Hard Shoulders 1. Nothing To Fear I feel your heat in dusty whispers The wind is cold around your moon It's getting hard to keep our distance I know your time is coming soon Don't point your dream on my horizon Don't take your rose too far from home Please don't forget we're not each other Each soul has black thorns of his own I see you dancing Your song is clear You've got to show me Got to show me There's nothing to fear Nothing to fear I have my loved ones you have yours So let us gaze upon the feast In God's own name let's eat together In God's own name please come in peace See how our children play together While you and me we stand alone I know we never be each other If I leave you leave me alone I see you dancing Your song is clear You've got to show me Got to show me There's nothing to fear Nothing to fear 2. Miles Is A Cigarette The weak and hazy shades of winter sun Come shining through Lifting fog from the trees and a gentle warm breeze Send it up into the blue Blue sky and you come creeping through my soul Goodbye our love smoking too And the sound of those Italian engines Are much more the sound of you Miles was a cigarette smokey and long Gonna miss what I never had Now that cigarette is gone 3. God's Great Banana Skin Don't you ever think no-one's better than you Don't you ever think no-one's better than you Go down my road running just as fast as I can Nobody knows which is the better way 'Cos when that man in the sky points his finger at you Don't you ever think no-one's better than you God's great banana skin Don't you laugh at nobody You'll let the bad luck in God's great banana skin It's the way that it gets you With every day good luck comes in the strangest of ways