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
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
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
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)
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
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
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
Written by Nik Kershaw
* [Remix version]
One. Face. Rich. Poor.
(?) matter associated with galaxies, man-scales of groups, clusters and super clustersand 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
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)
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...
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
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