Everybody Wants To Get To Heaven But Nobody Wants To Die
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury |
If I'm down in the dumps tonight, well it's not because of you Try to look at life objectively, what good does it do You reached for the telephone, I was out at work in some dance hall You can't have everything, sometimes you can't have anything at all Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die Felt the heat in my cheeks, went to sleep dreaming of her Daylight began easing through my window, like a whisper A conspiratal glance, an untroubled voice, a contrivance You don't return my calls anymore, my saviour or my successor Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die Cries of the night, the times we used to sleep together Guess I was indignant, grow clumsy at your girlish pleasure I've quietened down a bit, doesn't mean I like the idea at all Desperate as I am, my miserable state is just comical Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die Everybody get to heaven Everybody's gettin' to heaven Everybody get to heaven
Some Prayers Are Answered
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury |
Well that's my breath against the window Between a sombre, murky blue shadow Nothing works, everything seems to happen to me I feel no weariness, I try to avoid your scrutiny Chorus: Some prayers are answered unexpectedly From time to time Some prayers are answered unexpectedly From time to time Well I haven't quite made my mind up about you Probably I won't return for a day or two Hands in my pockets and the room stunk of dead flowers It was an unavoidable connection that just went sour Chorus (x2) Well that's my breath against the window Between a sombre murky blue shadow All aglow Chorus (x2) Some prayers are answers Some prayers are answers Some prayers are answers Some prayers are answers
If You Don't Want My Love
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury |
I don't expect you to do anything Just answer the telephone when I ring My sense of humour was diminishing Send love COD Chorus: If you don't want my love I'll get drunk and melancholy If you don't want my love The bottle's been a good friend to me Who have you been sleeping with, keeping company Mathematics might make sense, but not to me There's no guarantee, that my sparkling repartee Might be full of irony but you might disagree Chorus (x2) Oh girl you're just twenty one So pretty so cynical for one so young I've been thinking child It's you not the traffic That's been making me feel faint Yeah so sarcastic It simple as ABC Send love COD Chorus (x4)
When Trouble Comes
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury |
What fools we make of each other At the end of the world, at the close of the day I don't believe all this nonsense The loaded words that ricochet Chorus: And when I open my eyes Conscious of sin It's not a betrayal It's a blessing When trouble comes When trouble comes Two idiots in an act of defiance My lover and I, seems like years ago Things happen quickly, sometimes not at all It's sideshow, it's touch and go Chorus When trouble comes When trouble comes Yeah when trouble comes Everybody's gonna run Yeah when trouble comes Turn and walk away Put it off to another day
Where Are You Going
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury |
You cornered me at a party I was so nervous The flowers on the wallpaper Matched the flowers on your dress I had it now I've lost it I'll see it gets back to you You say you don't need me And maybe that's true Chorus: Where are you going? Can I come for the ride? Wherever you're going I want to be there at your side When you think you've had enough Of being such a wise guy Well search for knowledge is a search For love to modify I had it now I lost it I'll see it gets back to you Well you alone remained constant Everyone else just withdrew Chorus And I said don't cry baby Crying won't do any good You can blame this or that Say you're misunderstood You can say anything you like I had it now I lost it I'll see it gets back to you Well you say you don't need me Yeah maybe that is true Chorus (x2)
My Willingness
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury |
Roll that rock up to the top of the hill I watch it roll away from me Someplace I took a wrong turn Bad direction poor vocabulary I was reading an Italian magazine Pretty pictures of young madonnas Do you want to give me a broken jaw? Well what for? Watching it roll away, away from me Watching it roll away, away from me Watching it roll away, away from me Watching it roll away, away from me What language are you speaking? Oh you make me feel tired I was at that bar, I wanted to quench these doubts I want to feel desired Well the radio was playing Something sad and blue It's hideous isn't it The things we'll talk ourselves into Watching it roll away, away from me Watching it roll away, away from me Watching it roll away, away from me Watching it roll away, away from me My willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness) Watching it roll away, away from me Watching it roll away, away from me Watching it roll away, away from me Watching it roll away, away from me Willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness) My willingness (my willingness)... (fade)
You Jane
Cummings |
I had three drinks with a fellow that I barely knew And we began talking to the waitress like you do Do you think she's pretty, my new friend said to me A neon sign behind that bar it flickered intermittently Well my new friend had to go on home to his wife and his family So I bought the waitress a stinger while I had a gimlet and a daquiri And she said that her name was Jane, she asked me where she fitted into my misen scene And she said you know in this half light you look a little bit like Kris Kristofferson Chorus: You Jane (yeah you) And all the Janes that I never knew You Jane (yeah you) Sacred night, wild desire, delight I want you to consider well what if you were me And before you answer think about this carefully Everything possible is exhausted What you've never had, you'll never miss And you can't even remember when you had your last little kiss Chorus I give her my wrong name and of course she'd done the same to me So we went and had some bad food and coffee at a bowling alley When we emerged into dawn's light, no wiser Just tired and cold I said Jane you know, in this light You look a little bit like Genevieve Bujold Chorus (x2) Sacred night, wild desire, delight... (fade)
She Set Fire To The House
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury |
I pushed the button Somebody opened the door Her name was Monika And Monika was mine ever more She said I can't be held responsible For all the guilt in this world Seven years is enough for any boy or girl Chorus: She set fire to the house And watched it burn down to the ground The house was in darkness Monika made me insist If you want to stay that's alright But it's at your own risk Keep your mouth shut Keep it bottled up inside your head Love is disappeared Love is vanished all hope is dead Chorus (x2) Pretty flames Illuminated the night Monika's face was snow white If she was ever unfaithful to me Well I didn't notice Especially There are murders That aren't murders And they happen every single day We break our promises We find it hard to break away Only Monika she left first And in that cold clear dawn light An empty can of kerosene Helped that house of love burn down so bright Chorus (x4) Watched it burn down to the ground
Push It Up All Fall Down
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury |
Ah, night traffic hums Your boyfriend telephoning me again Full of hurt and anger, no I can't explain Where there's sorrow there's desire, words that misfire Flawless beauty to admire Closing the distance between us she said I'm sick of this life Really is that how you feel? I think you enjoy all this One perfect kiss to dismiss me Chorus: I push it up all falls down I push it up all falls down I push it up all falls down Everything that you see is just a memory Your pouting mouth and lips, your caress You try to flee you're dispossessed You lied to me, I lied to you If you deliver, then you're overdue Cars and radios and nights Drunks sway on Fitzroy street Under neon lights My every ounce of energy Holding hands in the back of some taxi Chorus (repeat and fade)
Viva Las Vegas
Pomus/Shuman/Belinda |
Bright light city gonna set my soul Gonna set my soul on fire Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn, So get those stakes up higher There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there And they're all livin' devil may care And I'm just the devil with love to spare Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas How I wish that there were more Than the twenty-four hours in the day 'Cause even if there were forty more I wouldn't sleep a minute away Oh, there's black jack and poker and the roulette wheel A fortune won and lost on ev'ry deal All you need's a strong heart and a nerve of steel Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas Viva Las Vegas with you neon flashin' And your one armbandits crashin' All those hopes down the drain Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime Turnin' night into daytime If you see it once You'll never be the same again I'm gonna keep on the run I'm gonna have me some fun If it costs me my very last dime If I wind up broke up well I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time I'm gonna give it ev'rything I've got Lady luck please let the dice stay hot Let me shout a seven with ev'ry shot Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas, Viva, Viva Las Vegas"
Time To Kill
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury - CD re-release only |
Are you crying Crying's a reflex action Crying always gives me a chill You see green And you just gotta go You see green it's a time to kill A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill Isolated incidents might make sense But the picture can't be understood Words change Words change their meanings Now good is bad and bad is good A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill Everybody needs an eyewitness A confirmation of belief A body a soul and a name Everybody gets a measure of grief A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill A time to kill
Who Listens To The Radio ('89)
Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury - CD re-release only |
A girl in a bedroom doing her homework Fooling with a logarithm she's going beserk In one hands a cigarette she's looking out the window The other ones twiddling with the radio AM FM I listen to the both of them Listening to the radio since I don't know when It crackles it clicks it pops it stops It's blasting out the top forty charts Who listens to the radio Who listens to the radio Who listens to the radio Thats what I'd like to know Who listens to the radio Well this guys got his transistor Stuck right up against his ear He's oblivious to the traffic He says hey get me outta here A strong wind blew It was an impressive traffic jam He looks in the mirror and then he just rings his hands And well I wrote this song in 1977 or maybe it was 78 Hey and it's success well gee it's been hard to duplicate But acceptance, forgiveness, love That's why I sing this song so delicate and slow And occasionally I just think about the radio Who listens to the radio Who listens to the radio Who listens to the radio Thats what I'd like to know Who listens to the radio A girls still in her bedroom She's still fussing over her homework Fooling with a logarithm she's going berserk In one hands a cigarette A drink looking out the window The other hands twiddling with the radio Who listens to the radio Who listens to the radio Who listens to the radio Thats what I'd like to know Who listens to the radio Thats what I'd like to know Who listens to the radio And thats what I'd like to know Who listens to the radio Who listens
Last Round Up
Cummings/Joe Camilleri - CD re-release only |
Lights burn into darkness I rant and I rave And tears roll down her cheeks Joy and confusion when she speaks I haven't thought about her sad smile for weeks Well what a good time, yeah we once had Yeah but good times they just turn bad Another day, another girl, another coffee cup And we're heading for the last round up. Running out of time, church bells chime This sad, sad pantomime It's no big thing, echoing Till it's deafening. I miss your bad moods, you can't escape ?? We're opposites of sorts, bad comedy Cursed and blessed - contrary Well that's how she will always think of me. A flickering shadow of someone I used to know Leave the light on, Miss so and so I guess your salty kisses will erupt And we're heading for the last round up. We're running out of time, church bells chime This sad, sad pantomime It's no big thing, echoing Till it's deafening. Well what a good time, yeah we once had Yeah but good times they just turn bad Another day, another girl, another coffee cup And we're heading for the last round up. We're running out of time, church bells chime This sad, sad pantomime It's no big thing, echoing Till it's deafening. Ooh the last round up Ooh the last round up