I LOVE THE WORLD STUPID QUESTIONS 225 INHERITANCE GREEN AND GREY BALLAD OF BODMIN PILL FAMILY FAMILY LIFE VAGABONDS 125 MPH ARCHWAY TOWERS THE CHARGE CHINESE WHISPERS NOTHING TOUCHES WHITE COAST

1. I LOVE THE WORLD _{(Sullivan/Heaton)}

2. STUPID QUESTION (Sullivan)

It's not a crime to be innocent, these things we have not done
But you're not some little child, spring is past and gone
Well I know my craving heart and I've seen your vicious eyes
And I think we know the truth, both you and I
Don't flutter your lashes like a little girl
And ask me why it's such a cruel, cruel world, no
Ch: Don't ask any more stupid questions
You already know the answers to

Well you can kill with the best of them but your smile remains so sweet
When someone comes to eat me alive, I like to see their teeth
If you really want I can name the names
Be an angel of death at the children's games, so

3. 225 _{(Sullivan/Heaton)}

She stares at the screen, at the little words of green
Tries to do remember what to do next
There's a trace of frustration that crosses her face
Searching for the key she should press
And I would help her if I only know how
But these things are a mystery to me too
And it seems that the Corporate eyes they are watching
She fears for her job and the moments are passing
I stare at her nametag and I think to myself
Both you and I, we never asked for any of this

So let's take a walk up past the chemical works
Where the sky turns green at night
And we'll talk about getting away from here
Some different kind of life
But even in the freshest mountain air
The jet fighters practise overhead
And they're drilling these hills for uranium deposits
And they'll bury the waste for our children to inherit
And though this is all done for our own benefit,
I swear we never asked for any of this

This golden age of communication
Means everyone talks at the same time
And liberty just means the freedom to exploit
Any weakness that you can find
Turn off the TV just for a while
Let us whisper to each other instead
And we'll hope that the Corporate ears do not listen
Lest we find ourselves committing some kind of treason
And filed in the tapes without rhyme, without reason
While they tell us that it's all for our own protection,
I swear we never asked for any of this

4. INHERITANCE _{(Sullivan/Heaton)}

Mother, Father, I'm doing OK
On the other side of the country, far away
And though I know the things that you want to hear me say
Sometimes these things are hard

5. GREEN AND GREY _{(Heaton/Sullivan)}

The time I think most clearly, the time I drift away
Is on the bus-ride that meanders up these valleys of green and grey
I get to think about what might have been and what may yet come true
And I get to pass a rainy mile thinking of you
And all the while, all the while, I still hear that call
To the land of gold and poison that beckons to us all
Nothing changes here very much, I guess you'd say it never will
The pubs are all full on Friday nights and things get started still
We spent hours last week with Billy boy, bleeding, yeah queuing in Casualty
Staring at those posters we used to laugh at:
Never Never Land, palm trees by the sea
Well there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
When all they had to do was knock him down
But no one asks to many questions like that since you left this town

Ch: And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of green and the grey

You used to talk about winners and losers all the time - as if that was all there was
As if we were not of the same blood family, as if we live by different laws
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills than you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the world has always got to be something
That seems to happen somewhere else?
For God's sake don't you realise that I still hear that call
Do you think you're so brave just to go running to that which beckons to us all?

Ch: And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of green and the grey

No, not for one second did you look behind you
As you were walking away
Never once did you wish any of us well
Those who had chosen to stay
And if that's what it takes to make it
In the place that you live today
Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I send
From the valleys of the green and the grey

6. BALLAD OF BODMIN PILL _{(Heaton/Sullivan)}

Smash glass against the wall
Curse the music on the radio that the neighbours play.
Door slams, she turns her head
Watches through the window as he pulls away
Funny how your racing brain drives you so mad
When all the while you feel so numb
Too old to be clean far too young to be broken
Like an army we come

Cut back, left behind
I watched you self-destructing oh so many times
Shot down, once again
Sitting in a chair crying what am I going to do with my life?
Just learn to hide the way that you really feel
Never let them know that you're scared
But understand that you're not the special only one
Watch us now, watch us real close

Ch: How we all dance with this fire 'cause it's all that we know
And as the spotlight turns toward us, we all try our best to show
We are lost we are freaks, we are crippled, we are weak
We are the heirs, we are the true heirs, to all the world

Let's go build a fire down on the empty beach when the waves are crashing high
White heat purify, as the sparks fly up into the great black sky
Sacrifice these crutches to the crackling flames
Stand as silhouettes against the dawn
It's far too late to try to sleep now, seems I'm never tired any more

Ch: I want to dance with this fire 'cause it's all that I know . . .
We are lost we are freaks . . .
And we try our best to show . . .
I am lost... I'm a freak ha ha.

7. FAMILY _{(Sullivan/Heaton)}
Joey puts her make-up on really well
She looks cool in the flashing lights
And all the boys gossip about the shape of her legs
On these muddled up and drunken nights
And if it's all got to end up between the sheets
She can coo like a virgin dove
But really she just doesn't want to be alone
And if you want you can call that love

M6 southbound roadside cafe on a wild wet and windy night
There's a kid in a sleeping bag huddled in a corner, trying to beg a light
He's got mum and dad tattooed on his arm
From when he thought that that would make it alright
He's got hope and fear on his young boy's face
Another innocent taking flight, saying

Ch: Give me some place that I can go
Where I don't have to justify myself
Swimming out alone against this tide
Looking for family looking for tribe

They said go, get out, we've got our own lives to lead
Now that water is thicker than blood
And every house is divided into single flats
With their very own little welcome rug
The shopping mall it is teeming with life
Fighting for the goodies on the shelf
But there's those funny old people on the escalators
Talking to themselves, saying

Ch: Give me some place that I can go
Where I don't have to justify myself
Swimming out alone against this tide
Looking for family looking for tribe

Well I survive on my own for a while or so
Upon a whim or a bottle of wine
Just trying to make sense of these new surroundings
I only changed my name a couple of times
Please take me back Joey, I'm really sorry
Can we try to make a happy home?
But she's gone with someone else and they're starting a family
Trying for a clan of their own, so

Ch: Give me some place that I can go
Where I don't have to justify myself
Swimming out alone against this tide
Looking for family looking for tribe

8. FAMILY LIFE _(Sullivan)

How did they do this to you?
How did they do this to you?
Were you the weapon that they used
As they tore apart the family
Did they bring you here as they were passing through?
How did they do this to you?

And now you don't want to go home
And now you say that you never will go home
Take a tram across the city
Past the places where your brother died
Of the comfort for the girls who work alone
And I can't tell you that you're not alone

In the cities of the far north, the skies are cold and clear
The loneliness is aching
And after all this time and after all these words
Your hands are still shaking

Why did they do this to you?
Why did they do this to you?
Were they cut off from their past?
Did they try to kill the future?
Do we all forget the things that we once knew?
Why did they do this to you?

Who was it that did this to you?
Who was it that did this to you?
Well if I could have my way
I would line them up against a wall
Do unto them as they have done to you
Who was it that did this?
Who was it that did this to you?

9. VAGABONDS _(Sullivan)

We follow the taillights out of the city
Moving in a river of red
As the colours fade away from the dusky sunset
We roll for the darkness ahead

10. 125 MPH _{(Sullivan/Heaton/Harris)}

I'm heading north, I'm heading home doing 125
I close my eyes and count to ten - Ha ha, I'm still alive
Perfect, perfect tunnel vision, razor sharp and racing, racing
These moments, immortal,
No one touches this

11. ARCHWAY TOWERS _{(Heaton/Sullivan)}

Rolling up tab ends that the baby's collected
Waiting for the number that clicks on the wall.
It's open season on the weak and the feeble
Their meagre ambitions, their impotent fury
There's bullet proof glass in case there is trouble
No doors in the building between this side and that side.

I've tried to wrestle some unbalanced nightmare
Tell myself over that I don't really live here
But the boys run away leaving blood on the pavement
And a little crowd gathered to watch you pick yourself up
Joining the queue at the video library
To watch ninety five minutes of simulated torture

The conference hall rings to the standing ovation
The people in blue ties rise from the podium
Crazy with power, blinded by vision
The mass-chosen leaders for a brutalised nation

12. THE CHARGE _{(Sullivan/Heaton)}

Our history speaks in thunder from a thousand village halls
In blood and sweat and sacrifice, in honouring every call
So the forces gathered against the thorn a-piercing in their side
A brave new world is beckoning so the olden world must die.
In the offices of the city, at all the tables of oak and power
The snares are laid and baited for the approaching of the hour
A hundred justifications and the presses are ready to roll
The gateways to the nation they are firmly under control

Ch: On, on, on, cried the leaders at the back
We went galloping down the blackened hills
And into the gaping trap
The bridges are burnt behind us and there's waiting guns ahead
Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds

We called for some assistance from the friends that we had known
But this is the 1980s and we were on our own
We never felt like heroes or martyrs to a cause
Just battle-weary soldiers in a bloody civil war

The massacre now is over and the order new enshrined
While a quarter of the nation are abandoned far behind
Their leaders offer the cliché words, so righteous in defeat
But no one needs morality when there isn't enough to eat
The unity bond is broken and the loyalty songs are fake
I'll screw my only brother for even a glimpse at a piece of the cake
We only cry in private here behind the shuttered glass
When we think of the charge of this brigade, the severing of the past

Ch: On, on, on, cried the leaders at the back
We went galloping down the blackened hills
And into the gaping trap
The bridges are burnt behind us and there's waiting guns ahead
Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds

13. CHINESE WHISPERS _{(Heaton/Sullivan)}

Such a sensitive opinion in one so young
Would you like to know about everything that we've done
You believe what you read in the printed lies
But you won't believe the evidence of your own eyes
And yes I've done a lot of things that you'd probably call a crime
But I don't feel guilty for anything

All the tongues waggle but we just smile
That'll keep the little buggers going for a while
I live within natural justice, I understand nature's law
But as for your Christian morals . . .

Oh, how you love this, how you love it
You go out and you find it
How you love it, how you love it

Such horror, oh such a farce, a little bit of broken glass
You should think yourself lucky that this was done
You'll have something you can whine about for years to come

14. NOTHING TAUCHES _(Sullivan)

15. WHITE COATS _{(Sullivan/Heaton/Harris)}

Well we know what makes the flowers grow - but we don't know why
And we all have the knowledge of DNA - but we still die
We perch so thin and fragile here upon the land
And the earth that moves beneath us, we don't understand
So we rush towards the Judgement Day, when She reclaims
A toast to the Luddite martyrs then, who died in vain
Down at the lab they're working still, finishing off
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Enough is enough?

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