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Another Year (1975)

 

Bedsitterland

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

 

I’m thinking of taking

The easy way out

Open the window

And fall to the ground

I could do it, wouldn’t be much too it

 

I gotta little place here in the city

It’s kinda small and dirty, it’s a bedsitter

And there’s a lot of us living here

Wall to wall in one big house

 

And when the night comes round

I can see a lot of lonely lights

There are people in there breathing

But it don’t seem right

In the streets way down below me

I’m listening for one sound

But nobody comes around

In bedsitterland

 

And there’s a man down below me on the balcony

Crying to be heard

Screaming to be heard

I’m haunted by his words

And the people in the street just shrug their shoulders

Saying he’s disturbed

He’s in another world

Screaming at the birds

Crying to be heard

I hear his every word

 

I’ve slept in the gutter on a summer’s day

Oh I’ve bummed cigarettes in the night cafes

Oh I’ve joined the breadline

Believe I got a deadline

 

I gotta little place here in the city

Oh it’s kind of small and dirty, it’s a bedsitter

And there’s a lot of us living here

Wall to wall in one big house

 

And when the night comes ‘round

I can see a lot of lonely lights

There are people outside breathing

But id don’t seem right

In the street way down below me

I’m listening for just a sound

But nobody comes around

Oh the lights are going down

Nobody comes around

In bedsitterland

 

 

 

 

Unlucky in Love

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

 

The rain is falling through the window

Down the walls on the floor

I’m sitting in a station and I’m wondering

Ooh can it rain any more

When you’re so far down

There’s no getting up again

Oh I’m so alone

And I’m to blame

 

Unlucky in love

Unlucky in love

I guess it always ends up that way

Unlucky in love

Unlucky in my life

I guess it’ll always be the same

I’m the only one to blame

Why oh why am I unlucky in love

 

The train is standing on the platform

But my feet are stuck on the floor

Maybe in another town I’ll get lucky

Yeah if I could reach that carriage door

But when you’re so far down

Ain’t no getting up again

Oh I’m so alone

And I’m to blame

 

Unlucky in love

Unlucky in love

Everything I touch turns to dust

Unlucky in love

Unlucky in love

Never needed anything quite as much

A woman’s voice and a woman’s touch

Why oh why am I unlucky in love

 

 

 

 

The Last Gig of Johnny B. Goode

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

 

He pleads to his manager

There seems to be no way out

Have one last cigarette

No time to put it out

He’s quitting this time for good

This is the last gig for Johnny B. Goode

 

And now the pressure’s really on

Black limousines close in

His hotel suite is really neat

But the flight nearly did him in

A telegram said “Break a leg”

And the doctor say’s “He’s broken his head”

 

So set up the amps

And play it loud

So no one will hear the words

A good job

They wouldn’t wanna hang around

 

Set up the lights

But keep ‘em dim

So no one will see him in

The state that he’s in

 

“Ladies and gentlemen

For the last time will you welcome

A man who if he could help it

Would not be here tonight

A man who has nothing

Nothing left to prove

Bye bye, bye Johnny B. Goode”

 

The agent’s looking restless

He says “This house is awful bad”

He said “we should have booked the audience

Rather than booked the band”

He’s quitting this tour for good

‘Cos they won’t turn up for Johnny B. Goode

 

Set up the amps

Play it loud

So no one can hear the words

Good job

They wouldn’t wanna hang around

 

Bye, Bye Johnny B. Goode

Bye, Bye Johnny

Bye, Bye Johnny B.Goode

 

Bye, Bye, Johnny B. Goode

Bye, Bye Johnny

Bye, Bye Johnny B. Goode

Bye, Bye Johnny

Bye, Bye Johnny B. Goode

 

 

 

 

On The Old Dirt Road

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

 

I’m on the old dirt road

Without a care

Gotta sixpence in my pocket

Oh I’m a millionaire

Oh and I would do anything to go back there

 

On the old dirt road

Oh my brother and me

We make a mess all weekend

‘Til Sunday eve

Oh and I am travelling through the past

Oh and I can see myself

Face to face in the looking glass

 

Playing in the dust

I haven’t got a care

And nobody makes a fuss

‘Cos there’s no one there

 

On the old dirt road

I got no name

Build a castle wall

And knock it down again

Oh and I am a child again

Oh and I have no need to pretend

 

Oh I hear you cry

Go back to sleep

But I can’t make it stop

‘Cos it’s not a dream

Playing in the dust

I haven’t no cares

And nobody makes a fuss

‘Cos there’s no one there

I’m a millionaire

 

(Solo)

 

On the old dirt road

I’m a millionaire

Gotta sixpence in my pocket

I haven’t got a care

On the old dirt road

I ain’t got no name

I build a castle wall

And knock it down again

 

Oh and I would do anything to go back there again

Oh and I

I’m a child again

 

 

 

 

I Will Not Stop Fighting

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

 

Oh and I can see the sadness in your eyes

Well you shouldn’t ever have to cry

Oh I will put you back on your feet again

If you you’ll let me try

Oh I will not stop fighting for you

Until the day I day

 

Oh they know how to shatter your dreams

But this time they’ve really gone to extremes

They just don’t give a damn

About you and me baby

But we will not stop dreaming

Until they set us free

 

Oh well a change of heart

Leads to a change of time

We shouldn’t be here wishing

For a change of mind

I remember when we were just starting out

Your world was lonely, needed mine

So I will not stop fighting for you

Until I run out of time

 

(Solo)

 

Oh and I want to stay this close to you

And I don’t want it to stop, no

Until you feel happy too

No one else will understand

What we’re going through

But I will not stop fighting

Until you stop fighting too

 

Oh well a change of heart

Leads to a change of mind

Shouldn’t be here wishing

For a change of time

Oh I remember when we were just starting out

Your world was lonely, needed mine

So, I will not stop fighting for you

Until I run out of time

 

 

 

 

Moonlighting

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

He sees her at the same time every night

At the Mexican discotheque

She gives him French kisses

He gives her French cigarettes

They sit at the same table every time

The lights are low

But their eyes shine

Just digging the music from those sweet soul bands

She keeps him outta fights

Holds on to his hand

He whispers slowly “Tonight’s the night”

Months of planning so it’s gotta be right

Under the table her bag is bursting at the seams

She made sure to bring everything

 

Moonlighting

They’re leaving everything

Moonlighting

They’re losing all their friends

Moonlighting

It’s the only way

It’s frightening

But it means they’ll stay

Together

They’re gonna make it together

 

His blue Morris van is parked in an alley

Just by Montague Street

His friend Eddie he did the re-spray

So he couldn’t drive it all last week

And it cost most of the money that he had saved up

To pay Eddie’s receipt

But he figures it’s worth it ‘cos the disguise is a must

When they go missing they’re gonna look for the van first

She whispers slowly “It’ll be alright

I took some cash from my building society

And my monthly cheque came in just right”

If only they knew they were giving it away

 

Moonlighting

They’re leaving everything

Moonlighting

They’re losing all their friends

Moonlighting

It’s the only way

It’s frightening

But it means they’ll stay

Together

They’re gonna make it together

 

9:15 Monday morning at the printing works

The boss notices someone’s not clocked in

And the water department of the council offices has a message

That Mrs. Park’s daughter is missing

Meanwhile the Carlisle turn-off of the M6 Motorway

Drinking cold black coffee eating hot cup-cakes

She stares at him with his beard un-shaved

Wonders at his powers of staying awake

He whispers slowly “You did just fine”

They shared the driving all through the night

She laughs “My mother will have lost her mind

We’re only ten miles to Gretna

They’re three hundred behind”

 

Moonlighting

They’re leaving everything

Moonlighting

They’re losing all their friends

Moonlighting

It’s the only way

It’s frightening

But it means they’ll stay

Together

They’re gonna make it together

 

Moonlighting

They’re leaving everything

Moonlighting

They’re losing all their friends

Moonlighting

It’s the only way

It’s frightening

But it means they’ll stay

Together

They’re gonna make it together

 

 

 

 

Streets Of Your Town

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

 

Have you seen the old men

That lean on the walls

Of Salvation Halls

In the streets of your town

 

You can’t have missed

The vagrant

He is the rubble

He is the trouble that you want to remove

 

In the parks about sundown

He makes his bed

His shoes are a pillow for his head

 

Have you seen the young men

That look so old

They’d rather have the cold dark lonely road

 

Have you ever wondered

Why do they go

Leaving the TV and the automo

 

You can see ‘em hailing trucks down the open road

Wave your thumb and you hop on board

‘Ain’t got no keeper don’t need a friend

I betcha wish you had the same

Yeah I betcha wish you had the same

 

Have you seen the old men

Who lean on the walls

Of Salvation Halls

In the streets of your town

We’re just a little shady

We get a little lazy

While you all go crazy

In the streets of your town

 

In the parks about sundown

We lay our heads

Our shoes are pillow

The grass our bed

Don’t need no keeper

Don’t need no friend

I betcha wish you were the same

Yeah I betcha wish you were the same

 

 

 

The Kids Grown Up

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

 

Southdown Motor Co, 2A bus

You can see right inside my parent’s house

Sitting at the table and my dinners up

It’s gonna be different when the kid’s grown up

 

Gonna save some money and quit this job

Light the way

Clear the stage

The kid’s grown up

 

Used to play in the underground, Hyde Park

Now I’m riding in a limousine through the underpass

I’m sitting in an aeroplane it’s all such a rush

People all around me making so much fuss

 

And I’ve gotta little money

‘Ain’t gonna burn me up

If I’m in your town

Tonight I am, watch out

The kid’s grown up

 

(Solo)

 

I gotta little money, ain’t going to burn me up

If I’m in your town

Tonight I am, watch out

The kid’s grown up

 

Watch out

The kid’s grown up

 

Watch out

The kid’s grown up

 

 

Only Dreaming

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

 

Oh when the night creeps

Up over the hillside

Oh it’s quiet up here

You can hear your thoughts from the inside

 

Oh well it took me a while

To take in the atmosphere

Dark clouds of evil all around

 

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

 

There is no hooded killer

No Dracula, no Frankenstein

Oh well it’s all psychological

Oh it’s all in your mind

 

Oh when a boy

We’d visited a haunted house

And there were demons in there

Of that there isn’t a doubt

 

And I would hide behind my hand

Every night

With fear right there on my brow

 

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

 

There is no hooded killer

No Dracula, no Frankenstein

Oh well it’s all psychological

Oh it’s all in your mind

 

Oh I see danger in living

I’m on a runaway train without wheels

Now I’m crawling through a tunnel

With bloodhounds at my heels

 

Everywhere I turn

There are screams all around

Behind trees wolves howl

 

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

 

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

You’re only dreaming

 

 

 

 

 

Another Year

(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

 

Oh it’s twelve o’clock

On the old grey wall

Yet another year

‘75 is here

I hear all the people celebrating

Another year

 

Oh Darkness, darkness

Inside my head

I’m on my own again

That’s what I think I said

This place is just a one-horse town

So let the rain fall down

 

Year and year again

I’ll be sitting here reflecting

How nothing’s changed

But am I still the same

People blow up all around me

Yet I remain

 

Nothing’s changed

 

Another day begins

The same old same again

It’s like some movie scene

I know it all frame by frame

I’ll try to figure out what it means

Some other day

 

Now my diary

Is looking back at me

Oh it’s another year

’76 is here

I’m watching all the people celebrating

Another year

 

It’s another year

Another year

 

Another year