Human Racing

 

Lyrics


 

B01.1 (Bring On The) Dancing Girls

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

Cold and lonely, tired and bored

Just like the day before

Missing out on life's reward of that you can be sure

So bring on the dancing girls

Take off the cold night and the sad day

Bring on the dancing girls

Take off the twilight and the skies so grey

And they dance for him inside his head

Soul destroyed by life's demands

With nothing to believe

Our hero sits with head in hands

And heart upon his sleeve

So bring on the dancing girls

Take off the cold night and the sad day

Bring on the dancing girls

Bring on the girls to dance his blues away

And they danced for him inside his head

So bring on the dancing girls

Take off the cold night and the sad day

Bring on the dancing girls

Take off the twilight and the skies so grey

And they danced for him inside his head

Dancing girls

Take off the cold night and the sad day

Bring on the dancing girls

Bring on the girls to dance his blues away

Dancing girls

Take off the cold night and the sad day

Bring on the dancing girls

Take off the twilight and the skies so grey

Dancing girls

Take off the cold night and the sad day

Bring on the dancing girls

Bring on the girls to dance his blues away

Dancing girls

Take off the cold night and the sad day

Bring on the dancing girls

Take off the twilight and the skies so grey

 


 

B01.2 Wouldn't It Be Good

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

I got it bad, You don't know how bad I got it

You got it easy, You don't know when you got it good

It's getting harder, Just keeping life and soul together

I'm sick of fighting, Even though I know I should

The cold is biting, Through each and every nerve and fibre

My broken spirit is frozen to the core

I don't wanna be here no more

Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes

Even if it was for just one day

And wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves Away

Wouldn't it be good to be on your side

The grass is always greener over there

Wouldn't it be good if we could live without a care

You must be joking, You don't know a thing about it

You've got no problem, I’d stay right there if it were you

I got it harder, You couldn't dream how hard it got it

Stay out of my shoes, If you know what's good for you

The heat is stifling, Burning me up from the inside

The sweat is coming through each and every pore

I don't wanna be here no more

I don't wanna be here no more

I don't wanna be here no more

Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes

Even if it was just for one day

And wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves Away

Oooh…

Wouldn't it be good to be on your side

The grass is always greener over there

And wouldn't it be good if we could live without a care

I got it bad

You don't know how bad I got it

You got it easy

You don't know when you got it good

It's getting harder

Just keeping life and soul together

I'm sick of fighting

Even though I know I should

I don’t wanna be here

 


 

B01.3 Drum Talk

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

Whenever I want some company

Whenever I need a song to play

Whenever my love is sitting by me

And when I can't find the words to say

I let the drums do the talking

I let the drums do the talking

I let the drums do the talking

I let the drums do the talking

I let the drums do the talking

I let the drums do the talking

When I can do with some conversation

Whenever I'm deep in sorrow or pain

When I'm in need of an explanation

And when I've feelings that I can't explain

I let the drums do the talking

I let the drums do the talking

I let the drums do the talking

I let the drums do the talking

(I let them talk to me)

Drum Talk, Wo-ho

Drum Talk, Wo-ho

Drum Talk, Wo-ho

Drum Talk, Wo-ho

Drum Talk, Wo-ho

Drum Talk, Wo-ho

 


 

B01.4 Bogart

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

* [Live version]

 

You must remember this
A kiss is just a kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by

 

Now keep this to yourself but

My love plays games with me

I don't mean gin or monopoly

Strings me along like some pet animal or other

Why do I play her game

When she can't even remember my name

Wish I could whistle like the « Big Sleep's » famous Lover

Hey there, Bogart, could you help me out?

Talk to be Bogart, what is it all about?

Hey there Bogart, Proud and brave and strong

Talk to me Bogart, what did I do wrong?

Help me Bogart, if time and space allow

Talk to me Bogart, what would you do now?

I have to tell you 'bout Chuck

He's indestructible

Well he is six and one half feet tall

And he's witty and pretty and all American, I'm afraid

She thinks that he's so smart

She doesn't know that she's breaking my heart

Which I could wrestle like Hollywood's favourite renegade

Hey there, Bogart, could you help me out?

Talk to be Bogart, what is it all about?

Hey there Bogart, Proud and brave and strong

Talk to me Bogart, what did I do wrong?

Help me Bogart, if time and space allow

Talk to me Bogart, what would you do now?

(When you want me… Just whistle…)

(You know how to whistle, don’t you?)

(You just put your lips together and blow)

 


 

B01.5 Gone To Pieces

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

* [Demo version]

 

I think I'll call the whole thing off

A joke's a joke, it isn't funny anymore

Enough's enough

Now I forget what I was joking for

I played the game, I lost

I even took the blame, I lost

I think I'll change my name to lost

I'll never be the same anymore

So tell the whole world

I'm not here, I'm somewhere else

(Don’t call me, I’m not at home)

And I'm not coming back

‘Cause I'm gone to pieces

Out to lunch, gone to pieces

Tired of running with the bunch

I'm tired of going to the wall

When I had nothing but the best intentions

I'm sick of answering the call

Of Alexander Graham Bell's inventions

I took a gamble every day, I lost

I didn't wanna play, I lost

Down each and every by way, I lost

And yes I even did it my way

So tell the whole world

I'm not me I'm someone else

And he's gone with me too

(‘Cause I’m)

Gone to pieces, out to lunch

Gone to pieces, tired of running with the bunch

One, two, one, two, three, four

Gone to pieces

Out to lunch, tired of running with the bunch

Gone to pieces

Out to lunch, tired of living punch for punch, for punch

Gone to pieces, out to lunch

Gone to pieces, tired of running with the bunch

Gone to pieces, out to lunch

Gone to pieces, tired of living punch for punch

(Gone to pieces, tired of running with the bunch)

Gone to pieces, out to lunch

Gone to pieces, tired of running with the bunch

Gone to pieces

 


 

B01.6 Shame On You

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

* [Live version]

 

With every movement you may test through me

Beats my emotions black and blue

If you don’t pay any attention to me

Shame on you

If you got feelings and you never show it

What is a poor boy supposed to do?

‘Cause you got everything and you know it

Shame on you… Shame on you

I said shame on you

I said shame on you

I would go to hell in a hat

If you asked me to, my love

It might be a good thing at that for me

I would catch the breeze from the trees

And the stars from up above

I'd go round the world on my knees or you

(Girl, I'd go round the world on my knees or you)

Shame on you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do for you

Shame on you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do

I would fight a great white with my hands

Just to see your pretty face

Ask me and I might serenade for you

I would cross the seas for a smile

And the warmth of your embrace

I'd only be to pleased to die for you

Shame on you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do for you

Shame one you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do

Shame on you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do for you

Shame on you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do

Shame on you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do for you

Shame on you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do

Shame on you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do for you

Shame on you, shame on you

Oh what does a boy have to do

 


 

B01.7 Cloak & Dagger

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

You may never get to wander

Along the corridors of power

Where the files tell your story

Beneath the bell that keeps it's secret by the hour

We wanna know what's it's got to say

We know what you're doing

We know what you've got

We know how you got it

But we don't talk a lot

And everything's so

Cloak and dagger

Our future in their hands

Promises of promised lands

Cloak and dagger

Our world behind closed doors

And what they have is mine and yours

We give you bits and pieces

To keep you happy and fat

We know the things that matter

But we don't talk about that

Mum's the word

Cloak and dagger

Our future in their hands

Promises of promised lands

Cloak and dagger

Our world behind closed doors

And what they have is mine and yours

When there's still conflict and confusion

After everything they've tried

Why can't they let go of their secrets

‘Cause there's no suspicion

When there's nothing left to hide

There's nothing left to hide

We know that things that matter

But we're not telling you

‘Cause you might try to stop us

And that would never do

No-no, no-no

And everything's so

Cloak and dagger

Our future in their hands

Promises of promised lands

Cloak and dagger

Our world behind closed doors

And what they have is mine and yours

Cloak and dagger

 


 

B01.8 Faces

 


 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

* [Remix version]

 

One. Face. Rich. Poor.

(?) matter associated with galaxies, man-scales of groups, clusters and super clusters

and that amount of matter is not an obstacle...

They found me lost in space, nowhere to go

With the stakes so high and my resistance so low

They said « follow us, follow us today

we are truth, we are the way »

« Young man » they said « Your search is through

You can trust in us, we'll look after you

We will be your body, we will be your mind

And we've a face of each and every kind

Yes we've a face of each and every kind »

« One for us and one for you

One for old and one for new

One for rich and one for poor

One for peace and one for war »

Freeze... One!

There was a huge volume of emptiness out there in which you could hide any amount of mass you wish

« there's no need for you to hear or see

we'll do your thinking for you, if you'll agree

so close your eyes and let yourself unwind

and we can leave the real world behind »

For a moment I was taken in

They were in my body, there were under my skin

Until I heard a voice crying « set me free »

And I realised that it was me

Yes I realised the voice was me

Just when you really thing you're going places

They come inside of you with their many faces

One for us and one for you

One for old and one for new

One for rich and one for poor

And one for peace and one for war

« One for us and one for you

One for old and one for new

One for rich and one for poor

One for peace and one for war »

« One for us and one for you

One for old and one for new

One for rich and one for poor

One for peace and one for war

One for peace and one for war »

 


 

B01.9 I Won't Let The Sun Go Down On Me

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

* [Demo version]

 

Forty winks in the lobby, Make mine a G&T

Then to our favourite hobby, Searching for an enemy

Here in your paper houses, Stretching for miles and miles

Old men in stripey trousers

Rule the world with plastic smiles

Good or bad, like it or not, It's the only one we've got

(Good and bad, like it or not, It's the only one we've got)

I won't let the sun go down on me, I won't let the sun go down

I won't let the sun go down on me, I won't let the sun go down

I won't let the sun go down on me, I won't let the sun go down

I won't let the sun go down on me, I won't let the sun go down

Mother Nature isn't in it, Three hundred million years

Goodbye in just a minute, Gone forever, no more tears

Pinball man, power glutton, Vacuum inside his head

Forefinger on the button, Is he blue or is he red?

(Who’ll see if I press the button?

Press the button and Bang you’re dead)

Break your silence if you would

Before the sun goes down for good

I won't let the sun go down on me, I won't let the sun go down

I won't let the sun go down on me, I won't let the sun go down

I won't let the sun go down on me, I won't let the sun go down

I won't let the sun go down on me, I won't let the sun go down

Press the button… You’re dead

Press the button… You’re dead

Press the button… You’re dead

Press the button

I won't let the sun go down on me

(Won’t let the sun go down)

(Won’t let the sun go down)

I won't let the sun go down

(Won’t let the sun go down)

I won't let the sun go down on me

(Won’t let the sun go down)

(Won’t let the sun go down)

I won't let the sun go down

(Won’t let the sun go down)

I won't let the sun go down on me

(Won’t let the sun go down)

(Won’t let the sun go down)

I won't let the sun go down

I won't let the sun go down on me

 


 

B01.10 Human Racing

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

Closing in on empty spaces

Winners laugh too soon

A paper world with paper faces

Beneath a paper moon

There's a man, a real pacesetter

Coming after me

And after him there's someone better and

After him there's me

Oh well, he'll offer you a cigarette

He'll offer you a light

Oh, but he hasn't finished with you yet

On another long, knife night

So look behind you

There's the man you're chasing

Look behind you

Let's go human racing

Human racing

Let's go racing now

Open arms and open purses

Open season's here

Oh, and they fill your heads with clever verses

And then they disappear

Silent vows in secret places

They'll get you somehow

Oh ‘Cause you never win in human races

So who's the loser now

Look behind you

There's the man you're chasing

Look behind you

Let's go human racing

Human racing

Let's go racing now

(Wo-oh)

(Round and around we go)

(Wo-oh)

(Human racing, yeah)

(Wo-oh)

(Left home, we have to leave)

(Round and around we go)

(Who’s the loser now)

(Wo-oh)

(Let’s go racing now)

 


 

B01.11 Dark Glasses

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

* [Demo version]

 

Let him be me... Let him be me...

Well, I am the yesman

I stay in line, I do what they tell me

Well, I am theirs but I’m still mine

(Well, I am theirs but I’m still mine)

I do what they tell me, I do what they say

Taking orders as they come, I do what they tell me

Always silent, never dumb

I do what they tell me, I do what they say

Behind my dark glasses

There’s a man who has a point of view

Let him see... Let him see...

Behind my dark glasses

There’s a man who has some feelings too

Let him be me... Let him be me...

Let him be me... Let him be me...

Never question wrong or right, I do what they tell me

(Never argue, never fight, I do what they tell me)

Never argue, never fight, I do what they tell me

(Never question wrong or right, I do what they tell me)

I do what they say

Pull my trigger, close my eyes

I do what they tell me

Act my part and tell their lies

I do what they tell me, I do what they say

Behind my dark glasses

There’s a man who has a point of view

Let him see... Let him see...

Behind my dark glasses

There’s a man who has some feelings too

(There’s a man who has his feelings too)

Let him be me... Let him be me...

Let him be me... Let him be me...

Let him be me... Let him be me...

Let him be me... Let him be me...

Behind my dark glasses

There’s a man who has a point of view

Let him see... Let him see...

Behind my dark glasses

There’s a man who has his feelings too

Let him be me... Let him be me...

Behind my dark glasses

There’s a man who has a point of view

Let him see... Let him see...

 


 

B01.12 Monkey Business

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

Another cat amongst the pigeons

Another spanner in the scheme of things

I don’t know why it shakes him up so much

He’s so out of touch with me

It isn’t easy finding something new

The Bible bashers beat you black and blue

Fire and brimstone raining down on you

But do you know it’s true

They know what they can do

Monkey Business, Mankind

I’ve got a theory that’ll blow your mind

Monkey Business, you’ll see

I got you swinging from tree to tree

I’m never sure about what they want

They put their collars on back to front

They’ve got their answers and they don’t like mine

But I’m only trying to help

They say I should be full of shame and dread

They point at Genesis and shake their heads

They don’t know what it is that makes them tick

But I’ve views for them and it’s not so romantic

Monkey Business, Mankind

I’ve got a theory that’ll blow your mind

Monkey Business, you’ll see

I got you swinging from tree to tree

Monkey Business, Mankind

I’ve got a theory that’ll blow your mind

Monkey Business, you’ll see

You’ve got an ape in your family tree

We don’t want monkey business...

We don’t want monkey business...

Monkey Business, Mankind

I’ve got a theory that’ll blow your mind

Monkey Business, you’ll see

You’ve got an ape in your family tree

Monkey Business, Mankind

I’ve got a theory that’ll blow your mind

Monkey Business, you’ll see

I got you swinging from tree to tree

Monkey Business, Mankind

I’ve got a theory that’ll blow your mind

 


 

B01.13 She Cries

 

Written by Nik Kershaw

 


 

* [Demo version]

 

With an air of independence

She walks into your domain

You are captured by her beauty

You can feel her taking aim

And the way she lets her hair down

Sets a pounding in your head

But you get the strangest feeling

That she wouldn’t care if you were dead

But underneath the cold and staring eyes

Underneath the cut of her replies

(Underneath the calculating lies)

Underneath the passionless disguise, she cries...

(Underneath emotionless goodbyes, oh, she cries...)

She cries… She cries…

Underneath the show that never dies

(Underneath the cold and staring eyes)

Underneath the calculating lies

Underneath emotionless goodbyes, oh, she cries...

She cries… She cries…

My, oh, my, don’t you cry

Mama will see to your body and mind

My, oh, my, don’t you cry

Mama will see to your body and mind

From a well detached position, you can see her targets fall

It seems she doesn’t care for anyone

It seems she doesn’t care at all

But underneath the cold and staring eyes

Underneath the cut of her replies

(Underneath the calculating lies)

Underneath the passionless disguise, she cries...

(Underneath emotionless goodbyes, oh, she cries...)

She cries… She cries…

Underneath the show that never dies

(Underneath the cold and staring eyes)

Underneath the calculating lies

Underneath emotionless goodbyes, oh, she cries...

She cries… She cries…

But underneath the cold and staring eyes

Underneath the cut of her replies

(Underneath the calculating lies)

Underneath the passionless disguise, she cries...

(Underneath emotionless goodbyes, oh, she cries...)

She cries… She cries…

Underneath the cold and staring eyes

Underneath the calculating lies

Underneath emotionless goodbyes, oh, she cries...

She cries… She cries…

Underneath the cold and staring eyes

Underneath the calculating lies

Underneath emotionless goodbyes, oh, she cries...

She cries… she cries…

She cries

She cries

 


 

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