LEO SAYER

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