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Hanging out for Love
03:56
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Hanging out for Love
J. Sule/G.Rogers
Love is young, love is bold
Gleaming bright like burnished gold
Love grows dull, love grows cold
When you lose hope and then grow old
Love is strong, love is green
The special right of the beauty queen
Love grows flat, love grows lean
When the daily grind removes the sheen
Chorus
Wet sheets hanging limp on the clothesline
They’ve been there weeks, waiting for the sunshine
I’ve been hanging out for love such a long time
Hanging… hanging out for love
Meals to cook, floors to mop
Bills to pay and wood to chop
Love is scrubbed with every pot
That once used to shine like burnished gold
The nights are long, the days are cold
The winter fog has taken hold
The line is filled with clothes to fold
Looks like the sheets are growing mould
Chorus - Wet sheets…
Weather’s wet, weather’s fine
Life is life through rain or shine
Love is there beneath the grime
It just takes a hint of warmth to shine
Chorus
Wet sheets hanging limp on the clothesline
They’ve been there weeks, waiting for the sunshine
I’ve been hanging out for love such a long time
Hanging… Ooh
Wet sheets hanging limp on the clothesline
They’ve been there weeks, waiting for the sunshine
I’ve been hanging out for love such a long time, Hanging… hanging out for love
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2. |
Forgotten your name
03:36
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Forgotten your Name
J. Sule / G. Rogers
Since you’ve gone the dog whines all day long
Neighbours call and ask me what is wrong, but
Chorus
Don’t think he’s crying tears over you
That we can’t carry on without you
Don’t think I’m crying tears over you
The world is turning fine without you
Back here life continues the same
Back here we’ve forgotten your name
All our friends keep asking where you’ve gone
Why you’re not back here where you belong
Chorus: Don’t think they’re crying tears over you…
Sunshine left the day you packed your bags
Rain-clouds fill the sky like sodden rags
Chorus: Don’t think they’re crying tears over you…
Bridge
Stop the clocks, make them stop
Why should time carry on this way?
Why does the world keep turning round?
Chorus
Don’t think I’m crying tears over you
That I can’t carry on without you
Don’t think I’m crying tears over you
The world is turning fine without you
Back here life continues the same
Back here we’ve forgotten your name
Back here life continues the same
Back here we’ve forgotten your name
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Turned Round, Upside down
(J.Sule/G.Rogers)
Fell in love with the wrong kind of man
Played guitar in a rock ‘n roll band
My family didn’t understand
When we left for a far-off land
Very soon I learned my mistake
He caused me nothing but grave heart-ache
Thought my days of loving were done
Now I know they’ve just begun
Heart-ache and misery
Are words well-known to me
But that is history
Now that you have come to me, I’m
Chorus
Turned round, upside down
Fallen in love with you, I’m
Turned round, upside down
Fallen in love with you
I’d given up on loving and trust, but
You came along and you changed my luck
You’re not the kind to break any hearts
You loved me well from the very start
You didn’t try to be a big star
You were great just the way you are
You weren’t out to try and impress
You said it all with a sweet caress
Heartache…
Chorus
Fell in love with the right kind of man
You don’t play in a rock ‘n roll band
No worries who you’re seeing tonight
Cos you and me have got the loving right
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4. |
Johnny was my man
02:53
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Johnny was my Man
Johnny was my man but he didn’t have a plan
And he never really had a clue
He partied nights away and slumbered through the day
And he wanted me to do that too
Come dancing with me he’d smile and he’d plead
As he rolled himself another joint
Our friends will be there with a flagon of beer
But I couldn’t really see the point
Chorus
Johnny I said, get out of my bed, pet
This is no way for you to get ahead, pet
Johnny I said you’re making me fret, pet
I’ll never be the fool you turned out to be
Johnny was a clown, you’d see him on the town
He was always good for having a laugh
But when the money ran out there was never a doubt
It was me that he would always ask
Chorus
Johnny was a man who didn’t understand
That someone had to pay the rent
He had plenty of charm and he meant me no harm
But I knew that it was time he went
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5. |
In my motorcar
04:37
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In My Motorcar
J.Sule/G.Rogers
On the street I chanced to see
The very first car that belonged to me
Not as bright as it used to be
But shone like gold to the heart of me
Took me back to days gone by
When cousin Jim taught me how to drive
Best friend Jane and her brother Clyde
Came along too for the fun of the ride
Pre-chorus: We’d go driving – out to the country side
Wind in our hair – music in our ears
Off the road the wheels spun deep
Stuck in the mud with a paddock of sheep
The farmer yelled and towed us out
After he’d called us long-haired louts
Skinny-dipping at Boulder Creek
Scaring each other at Lover’s Leap
Wheels our own and time to spare
Raising dust with never a care
Pre-chorus: We’d go driving – out to the country side
Wind in our hair – music in our ears
Chorus
In my motorcar – we learned to drive
In my motorcar – we thought we’d arrived
In my motorcar – we came alive
We learned how the world turned round [We learned how the world turned round]
Wheels kept turning, time went by
Found myself falling for a handsome guy
No more rambling, daytime trips (just)
Night-time driving and road-side trysts
Mother said don’t play with fire
Shun that back seat late at night
Father said don’t drive too fast, or
This joyride gonna be your last
Pre-chorus: We’d go driving – looking for paradise
Back-seat fumblings – opened up my eyes
Chorus
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6. |
Reacher
04:04
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Reacher
John Sule/Glenda Rogers
Reacher, enigma, known to thriller readers
Is it true – you are invincible?
Reacher, enigma, sharp investigator
Is it true – you are invincible?
Bridge
Reacher, James D. Grant, or Lee Child
Reacher, James D. Grant, or Lee Child
Who are you – behind those steel blue eyes?
Reacher, enigma, of no fixed abode
Is it true – you don’t live anywhere?
Military policemen, back in the day
Is it true –you don’t trust anyone?
Bridge
Reacher, James D. Grant, or Lee Child
Reacher, James D. Grant, or Lee Child
Who are you – behind those steel blue eyes?
Chorus
You’re just a pseudonym within a pseudonym
Your life is all a fiction …
Reacher, enigma, expert, hardened killer
Is it true – you are invincible?
Reacher, enigma, you’ll be Gone Tomorrow
Is it true – you are invincible?
Bridge
Chorus
Is it true – you are invincible?
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7. |
Let's pretend
04:01
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Let’s pretend
J.Sule/G.Rogers
Let’s pretend we’re starting out fresh
And yet to do our best
Let’s put a big grin on our faces
Let’s pretend there’s stars in our eyes and put the past to rest
Cos now we’re really going places
You pretend you’re seeing it through
And I’ll pretend that too
We’ll hitch our wagon to a star
I’ll pretend I’m seeing it through
And you pretend that too
Cos now we’re really going far.
Chorus
Slow down No! – push on ahead
This wagon ain’t gonna leave without us
Slow down No! – push on ahead
This wagon ain’t gonna leave without us.
Won’t pretend that nobody cares
And waste our time in tears
Gotta keep that smiling face from sagging
Won’t pretend we’re young in our years
Or nearly millionaires
Gonna jump aboard that rolling wagon
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8. |
Rockabilly Queen
03:06
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Rockabilly Queen
J.Sule/G.Rogers
Rockabilly Queen
From Oklahoma scene
Rockabilly Queen
Got that back-beat mean
Here comes the – Rockabilly Queen
She learned to do that thing
With rock ‘n roller King
She gave it country swing
And added extra zing
She’s a rock ‘n roll, swingin’, hillbilly Queen
Let’s party up with the Queen now….
Let’s have a party scene now …
She had them rocking more
Back in sixty-four
Rocking on the floor
Spilling out the door
She’s a honky-tonk, boogie-woogie, hillbilly Queen
You have a man real mean
Feed him hillbilly greens
Jumping Mexican beans
Says Rockabilly Queen
Hot dog – she could swing a song!
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9. |
Willing to sell my soul
03:56
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Willing to sell my Soul
J. Sule/G.Rogers
They offered me the moon and stars
And diamond rings and racing cars
I only had to sell - my soul
They said I had a bright career
No other artist could compare
I only had to sell - my soul
Oh Oh - Oh Oh Oh
I wanted to be rich and grand
They said that I’d have many fans
If I was only willing
To sell my soul
It’s not too much to aim so high
The only limit is the sky
I only want to have -it all
They gave me chains and concrete walls
And sat me on a wrecking ball
I only had to bare - my all
Oh Oh…
The critics said I was obscene
But they all watched me on the screen
And all it cost me was - my soul
The innocence of youth is gone
I sold my body for a song
And with it all I sold my soul
Oh Oh - Oh Oh Oh
I wanted to be rich and grand
They said that I’d have many fans
If I was only willing
To sell my soul
Willing, to sell my soul
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10. |
Live too much
04:18
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Live Too Much
J. Sule, G. Rogers
I don’t want to make new friends
I don’t care if that offends
I won’t have to learn their names
Don’t have time for their fun and their games
I don’t need to make my mark
I don’t have to win any hearts
I don’t care what people say
I ain’t gonna give my loving away
Chorus
Love is too sharp to touch
It only hurts and cuts
I don’t want to love too much
Life is too sharp to touch
It only hurts and cuts
I don’t want to live too much
I don’t want to aim for the stars
I just need things to stay as they are
I won’t move from my private shell
Don’t mess around with my personal hell
I don’t want to bare my soul
I don’t believe in a heart of gold
I do want to keep to myself
Don’t need you or anybody to help
Chorus
Bridge
Once in a while something passes my by
That gives me a nagging doubt
One simple smile makes me feel I’m alive
Maybe I’m missing out…missing out
Missing out ….Ooh, I’m missing out
Is love too sharp to touch
Does life just hurt and cut
Can you ever love too much?
Maybe I could live a little more….
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11. |
Rainbow in the sky
04:18
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Rainbow in the Sky
J. Sule and G. Rogers
Rainbow in the sky
Maybe you’ll come by
Rainbow is a sign that you’ll come by
Tui calls to me
High up in the tree
Tui calls to me, come fly with me
Chorus
Like a tree whose roots runs deep
My love grows strong
Earthbound- how can I be free?
Waves roll on the sea
Tossing wild and free
Waves roll endlessly, why couldn’t we?
Ship sails out at sea
Far as I can see
Ship sails out at sea, come carry me.
Chorus: Like a tree…
Bridge:
I want you, I need you
To want me, and need me
I’m churning, I’m burning
My whole world is whirling
I want you to be with me, or let me be free
Rainbow in the sky
Maybe you’ll come by
Rainbow is a sign that you’ll come by
Tui calls to me
High up in the tree
Tui calls to me, come fly with me
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12. |
South East Cemetery
04:15
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South-East Cemetery
J. Sule/G. Rogers
There’s a place that is not dead centre
Though many stay there once they have entered
South-East of the City, out by the sea
Took a walk through my favourite haunt
Met the undertaker out for a jaunt
Like a bat out of hell in his long, black hearse
Bridge
Like a bat out of hell
Like a bat out of hell in his long, black hearse
Chorus
There’s no rest at the South-East Cemetery
There’s no peace – hold onto your sanity
Lock your cars at the South-East cemetery
And close the gates
Carried on past the dogs with their owner
Past the dealers selling stuff to the stoners
Digging up the dirt looking for the bones
Up ahead beneath a clump of trees
Lovers meet surreptitiously
Who would ever think to find them here?
Bridge
Things are heating up
Things are heating up in the cold graveyard
Chorus – There’s no rest…
Harper, Willis, McCartney and Craven
All at rest in their concrete haven
Died in the year of nineteen-fifty-one
On her knees was a grief-stricken mourner
Unaware – cos no-one had warned her
Purse was stolen from out of her unlocked car
Bridge
South-East of the city
South-East of the city, out by the sea
Chorus
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