1.Claudia
I felt I was one with you,
You probably didn't see,
Oh I'm a nervous one,
My pain it comes easily.
Should I revolve my world around you,
Should I revolve my light around you,
Claudia, Claudia,
You're taunting you're teasing,
You know I have feelings too,
They're all for you,
Claudia, Claudia,
Provoking my heart,
And I still haven't broken the code,
To your heart now, oh no,
I blame it on your upbringing,
You were made around the side of a van,
You call me the trusting one,
Trust it comes easy man,
Should I revolve my world around you,
Should I revolve my light around you,
Claudia, Claudia,
You're taunting you're teasing,
You know I have feelings too,
They're all for you,
Claudia, Claudia,
Provoking my heart,
And I still haven't broken the code,
To your heart now, to your heart now, whoa whoa whoa.
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2.Dance into the Night
I met a girl at the Cambel town bar
You know the one that plays the guitar
'Yes' she said some things that you shouldn't say
Wonder if she remembers
She was wasted anyway
It's the next day
Who remembers what
No-one knows
Everybody's too afraid to talk about it anyway
These particular times everyone's out of line
It makes no change it's so strange
Everybody's walking around so deranged
She asked me to play her that song everyone likes
She said she'd listen as the day is long and dance shed dance
into the night
We talked of dreams, romance and excess
Something inside of her tells me she climbs to be the best
This you have to respect
Stuck in her dead in job
And yes she said, some things that she should not say
She wonders if I remember
I was wasted anyway
It's the next week
We stop and speak
Happens all the times
It's like a trend and it totally drives me round the bend
These particular times
Everyone's out of line it makes no change
It's strange
Everybody's walking around so deranged.
3.Don
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, thinking how to gain
authority
Oh what a soft touch of a boy
He'd wander with pride to sell and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back round
Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all, was sitting round the shop, while
this poor boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
Pondering times of sanctuary
He was sitting taking his piano lessons, we were on half an E
Invested life in medicine, had so much shit going on.
Convinced he'd never win. Convinced he was a sin.
We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts
We'd turn up to all the festivals, trying to bring down the
touts,
What we love the most of all was sittin' at the shop, while this
young boy was sittin' all alone,
Sittin' all alone
We'd talk of treasures and overrated games
We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back round
Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all, was sitting at the shop, while this
poor boy was sitting all alone,
Sittin' all alone
He couldn't find none of his own kind, he didn't have none of
his own kind
You should take interest in his mind, not spend all of his time
wastin all his money and time
What we loved most of all was hanging round the shop
What we loved most was sitting round the shop
What we loved most was standing at the Dryburgh shop,
What we loved the most was hanging round the shop while he was
all alone
4.Face for Radio
You have a face for the radio,
But I know you'd like to see it in a show,
Claiming to be the next best everything,
Which way will you go？
You're a little smarter than most of us,
You run so fast sometimes it's hard to see you for dust,
Finding some time for you, it tortures me,
Which way will you go？
Wages on a Friday,
Spent on a Saturday,
Lend me a fiver,
Won't do that again,
Oh your trust is not to strong.
Your arrogance in a bag,
Won't spare you a fag,
Superstar wannabe,
Says it comes naturally,
Cemented in your own feeble way,
He watches trainspotting, fifteen times a week,
Thinking it's making him oh so unique,
PC on summer nights and football in the rain,
Doesn't matter how far he is,
He always has money for the train,
Nothing against you, love in my heart,
You're really a nice lad, I've known it from the start,
Your conscience in eager, to know where you lie,
Pushing your limits, give it up and remember you can cry.
Wages on a Friday,
Spent on a Saturday,
Lend me a tenner,
Won't do that again,
Oh your trust is not to strong.
You're arrogance in a bag,
Won't spare you a fag,
Superstar wannabe,
Says it comes naturally,
In your own feeble way.
5.Grans for Tea
There's a mile long queue at the chippy
I wish I was at my Gran's for tea
These people call me their friend, but they don't think the same
as me
Are you fed up chasing your tail round this housing scheme
Drinkin' your drink now
And staying up too early in the morning
I wander through the streets of Dundee
Mum said you shouldn't walk them alone
A fight's a fight, 'n' that's quite alright
But please leave the tools at home
You lower standards and expectations of love
You never aim for people that you think are levels above
You're always chasing the same skirts round
Round the local pub
Where were you when I needed you？
Up the posh end of town
You're supposed to protect and serve
You're out for a perve just driving around
6.Same Jeans
I've had the same jeans on for four days now
I'm gonna go to a disco in the middle of the town
Everybody's dressing up I'm dressing down
Life's one big circle, and it does end
When it ends will you still be my friend？
I'm not making a fool of myself
I sed, I'm not making a fool of myself
So, when you look in the mirror
Reflecting back at you someone that you don't know
Oh that's just made your head spin around
So get yourself together, yeah
Get your feet back on the gro-o-o-o-o-ound
I've had the same jeans on for four days now
I'm gonna go to a disco in the middle of the town
Everybody's dressing up I'm dressing down
I take my hat off to the busker man
when he's drowned all his sorrows in singing songs
Not everything has worked out to plan
But believe me he's smiling as long as he can
So, when you look in the mirror
Reflecting back at you someone that you don't know
Oh that's just made your head spin around
So get your self together, yeah
Get your feet back on the gro-o-o-o-o-ound
Guitar Solo
I've had the same jeans on for four days now
I'm gonna go to a disco in the middle of the town
Everybody's dressing up I'm dressing down
My minds not prefect but it's sincere
You'd be amazed at what you can achieve in a year
Say you tried so hard, but your hearts on a switch
And I know you tried so hard but your hearts on a switch
So, when you look in the mirror
Reflecting back at you someone that you don't know
Oh that's just made your head spin around
So get your self together, yeah
Get your feet back on the gro-o-o-o-o-ound
So, when you look in the mirror
Reflecting back at you someone that you don't know
Oh that's just made your head spin around
So get your self together, yeah
Get your feet back on the gro-o-o-o-o-ound
Same jeans on for four days now
Everybody's dressing up I'm dressing down
I'm not making a fool of myself
Now believe me baby I can tell
Same jeans on for four days now
Everybody's dressing up I'm dressing down
I'm not making a fool of myself
Now believe me baby I can tell
7.Skag Trendy
Skag trendy thought he new just what to do,
He was only seventeen and he was out screwing the brew,
He thought that parents were too old and teachers told him what
to do,
He's master skag trendy 'n' he'd like to talk to you.
He told his mother what he was all about,
She didn't acknowledge the cry for help,
She just chucked him out,
Now he's broke sitting outside, sitting on the floor.
Nothing else to think about except another score,
But before he gets this he has to go and steal something.
That's not something that he really wants to do,
But you see since his mother chucked him out,
She signed him off the brew,
I wish somebody would love him,
He doesn't have a hope,
I wish somebody would love him,
He doesn't have a home.
He'd like to speak to his old school friends,
But he needs ten pence for his phone.
He had a girlfriend she was very, very, very nice,
Walks by him now, won't look at him twice,
She liked his dress sense and his cheeky, cheeky grin,
But you see since he's been chucked out,
He's lost all of them, he's got none.
So he writes another sad song, he's got none.
So he writes another sad song.
I'm master skag trendy thought I knew just what to do,
I was only seventeen and I was out screwing the brew,
I thought that parents were too old and teachers told him what
to do,
I'm master skag trendy and I'd like to talk to you.
I wish somebody would love me, cos I don't have a home.
I wish somebody would love me, cos I don't have a home.
I'd like to speak to my old school friends, but I need ten pence
for the phone.
One thing would happen to someone in this situation,
That is complete and utter social deterioration,
Should have clicked on when he was out pawning his playstation,
Just a young man looking for some variation.
He made a mistake; he was looking for some variation,
He made a mistake; he was looking for some variation.
8.Streetlights
Take your like in your own hands
Walk down the street looking over your shoulder
Who will you meet？
An it's a big crowd tonight
Look at the street lights
It's a big crowd tonight
Look at the street lights
Look at the street lights, what a pretty sight
You say that you love me
You say that you don't
You try to get me to jump through that hoop
But I won't
I'd like to move city
I'd like to move town
Cos all you ignorant people, you're bringin me down
9.Superstar Tradesman (Radio Edit)
uperstar tradesman
Stand at the bar
Get a trade son
You will go far
You have a house in the ferry
And a new guitar that's never been played before
And it never will
Never been played before
And it never will
The weather is sunny
You're locked inside
The weather is sunny
Oh yes
Ive tried and ive tried
To keep me sane to keep me sane
To keep me sane to keep me sane
I don't want money I want a thing called happiness
I don't want cash you know
I'd quite like memories
To keep us on track
Lets never look back
To keep us on track
Lets never look back
What would you do
If I asked you
What would you do
If I asked you
To sail away to see some sights
Sail away with me to see some sights
Superstar tradesman
Stand at the bar
Get a trade son
You will go far
You have a house in the ferry
And a new guitar that's never been played before
And it never will
Never been played before
And it never will
10.Typical Time
What a typical time for me,
What a terrible time for you,
I warned you not to come here, no-one elses fault but you.
You can always turn around,
Your feet arn't stapled to the ground,
I've left this ship forever there's no treasure to be found.
11.Wasteland
This is the wasteland, we call this the wasteland,
Where fewer little posh boys can't believe we treasure beer
cans.
Where'd you get those fans,
Found them at the shop man,
Peculiar place to find them but they're dedicated View fans.
You think it's cynical to this home a miracle,
It's not a miracle; we're just so strangely typical,
Initiate in one gang, initiations tough man,
Imprisonment is on the cards,
We're heading for the quick sand.
Sign on the brew, coz there's nothing to do,
Nothing to do, but listen to you,
Not listening to you my parents told me not to,
This is the wasteland, our idealistic wasteland,
Regurgitated circle of a seven hour shop stand.
So steal a car chief, the police are off the beat thief,
They'll find it funny when they see insurance relief,
Sign on the brew, coz there's nothing to do,
Nothing to do, but I listen to you,
I'm not listening to you my parents told me not to,
Think you're a hard prick, something quite sadistic,
No you weren't sadistic when he'd done you with the brick vick,
Your land is boring, so very, very boring.
Wouldn't dream to wonder if it's raining or it's snowing.
This is the wasteland, wasteland...
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