(Ian Hunter/Darrell Bath/Honest John Plain)
Oh!! Well I climbed through the fence, out with the (?), head for the river plate(?). The river's not tame, heat in the city meant dogs can't smell the same. Don't wait up, I'll be home soon, but I can't come now cos I'm Dancing on the (dancing, dancing) moon, yeah. (dancing, dancing....) I crawl like a snake, seen a better daybreak, I sleep when I'm wide awake. All my body's achin', I know they're tryin' to break me, but that's a chance I gotta take. Oh, don't wait up, I'll be home soon, but I can't come now cos I'm Dancing, dancing, dancing (dancing on the moon) dancing, dancing, dancing on the moon All right. I'm outside a Memphis, My motors little danger(?) she gives me pharmaceuticals Knowin' my friends, they help me beat the hangman, they know I'm innocent Well that's all right, I'll be home soon, but I can't come now cos I'm Dancing, dancing (dancing, dancing) on the moon (dancing, dancing on the moon) . I can see your house in between the trees I can feel your body shakin' in between my knees. You know it feels so low, I come so far I always love to have some fire on me You're looking so good Well I got me a room, can't say where it is, you can guess the address Well I need some money, need it in a special place, not try the weaknesses(?) Wake up (?) , nursin' my wounds, I told you I was comin, I was comin' home soon. yeah. (Want you, want you, want you, want you right away, ) ((To fade))
(Ian Hunter/Darrell Bath/Honest John Plain)
Well you rang me up you say you wanna get high Now I'm underpaid and I'm overtired Riding shotgun 'round the world I'm too young to die, too old for the girls You wanna know something, I've had it with you Another Fine Mess you got me into Well, you're always in one hole or another And I come runnin' just like a brother When are you ever going to get yourself cleared You'll keep on running 'til we disappear I can't believe the things you do Another fine mess you got me into Another fine mess (3) Well that's what you get when you settle for less Another fine mess yeah, another fine mess Look on the bright side - smile smile smile Relive our childhood just for a little while Can't you see it's catching it up on you Hit me, Darrell Well, that's another fine mess you got me into How many more times are you gonna get pissed? How many more asses have we gotta kiss? How many more songs have I gotta write? How many more sessions into the night? For some dumb fuck who don't got a clue Another fine mess you got me into Well you say I'm kicking up too much fuss Twenty-four hours is too long on the bus The band's all moan and the driver's slow There's not enough people - too many shows Down in the bus with the birthday blues Another fine mess you got me into Another fine mess (3) Well, that's what you get when you settle for less Another fine mess (2) Oh, I said another fine mess - another fine mess
(Ian Hunter/Darrell Bath/Honest John Plain)
Well I still got your blood running through my veins I still got your blood running through my veins And even though the circumstances change I know we never got along - the pieces would not fit And I still got the scars to show for it Staring through the window at the rain Is it me or have all the colours changed? I was sick with jealousy I know why you had to split And you still got the scars to prove it. I can't see them, but I can feel them They're tearing me up inside I feel them kicking - I feel them sticking Like something in me died And it's all right - I wish you the very best I just had to get it/this off my chest People tell me on the street that you don't give a I took that kind of hard It's just another kind of scar I got to show for it It's just another scar I got to show for it I still got your blood running through my vein But I still got your blood running through my vein I still got your blood running through my vein I say I still got your blood running through my vein
(Darrell Bath)
A thousand pin-up girls to Stepney to Bombay Take me to fancy restaurants to be amongst the (?) And all the blue-eyed gals of 6 foot 3 Are gonna leave you broken down on your knees Cause in the golden locks and fluttering lashes You say, "I told you", all day long Never (never) trust a blonde Yeah, never (never) trust a blonde Just when you thought it was safe to get it on Watch out for their teeth boys you never trust a blonde I been dreaming of clinches Sincere wenches That star on Hollywood and Vine Too many girls and ham-fisted moves and blaming it on the wine Now your best bet's, succour, love and caress Make it quick boys cause I ain't got long Never turn your back on the girl in black You never trust a blonde Never (never) trust a blonde Yeah, never (never) trust a blonde Forget all that stuff about ad-men, like my own father My daddy said, "Rocky, don't even trust your mom"! They all queue in line, they wanna see me hung, drawn and quartered Sure as a knot on a moonshine, a recipe that leaves me slaughtered Stormy weather, the smell and a lousy hotel One line from a fair blues song I'm telling you mate, I'll get slayed You cannot trust a blonde Never (never) trust a blonde Yeah, never (never) trust a blonde You think you can hide behind peroxide, then you got it wrong, so wrong Watch out for their teeth boys, never trust a blonde Here comes another, never trust a blonde She could be a mother, never trust a blonde England and China, never trust a blonde She played me a blinder, never trust a blonde Never, ever Russian, never trust a blonde Expect a bum's rush in, never trust a blonde Explode with good luck, never trust a blonde Squeeze in another, never trust a blonde
(Honest John Plain)
If I'd known then what I know now I'd do it all again 'cause I'm crazy and how About my mixed-up, messed-up pretty little Psycho Girl I should've given her a swift body swerve I didn't so I got what I deserve A freaked-out, spaced-out crazy little Psycho Girl Psycho Girl - look what you're doing How come you have to be this way? Psycho Girl - you'll be my ruin With the softy things you do - the silly things you say oh oh Psycho Girl She's my cross to bear, my ball and chain A monkey on my back, she gets into my brain But I love my washed out, freaked out Psycho Girl Yeah, if I'd known then what I know now I wouldn't change a thing, no way no how 'Cause I love my blown out, zonked out Psycho Girl So what if she's mixed up, messed up, freaked out Washed up, fucked up, spaced out I'm no doubt - I'm crazy about my Psycho Girl Psycho - Psycho Girl
(Casino Steel/Ian Hunter/Dangerfield)
You were just a twinkle in your teenage mother's eyes I was squeezing Brylcreem on my hair No one taught us how to be politically correct And no one told our winkles what to wear I've been there, I've done it I've seen it all That was my contribution oh-oh So much for the revolution When someone said, "let's go to bed" nobody was scared We were up to no good all the time Judging by those freckles and the shades upon your nose It's possible you could be one of mine I've been there, I've done it I've seen it all That was my revolution On the road again, back at number ten Underneath the lights a thousand and one nights A revolution for fun You better lock up your mum I've been there, I've done it Well, I've seen them come and go That's for you to guess and that's for me to know oh, baby That's for you to guess and that's for me to know So much for revolution So much for revolution That was my revolution
(Honest John Plain)
It's cold outside - it looks like rain To make matters worse, I missed me last train Now I was thinking she'd show me a bed To my surprise got shown the door instead Whoa-oh where have all the good girls gone? Whoa-oh where have all the good girls gone? She said she wants a fella with a GTI Always home on time, steak and kidney pie She made it quite pretty, it was plain to see There's no place here for a rocker like me Whoa-oh where have all the good girls gone? Whoa-oh where have all the good girls gone? Girls like Peggy-Sue, Maggie-May and Sheena too Where have all the good girls gone? Girls like my dear old Mum, who never stopped me having fun Where have all the good girls gone? Whoa-oh where have all the good girls gone? Whoa-oh where have all the good girls gone? Where've they gone? Where have all the good (3) girls gone? (2) So she throws me out in the pouring rain Girls like that give girls a bad name Why can't I find a girl just like Betty D. With an hourglass figure like Norma Jean Whoa-oh where have all the good girls gone? Whoa-oh where have all the good girls gone? Whoa-oh where have all the good girls gone? Where 've they gone?
(Ian Hunter)
Red Letter Day (3) mmmm... Late at night I drift away somewhere I'm walking on the moon - talking to you there I miss you babe, oh I miss you In my empty room on a crowded avenue Oh I've been rolling down the river, girlAnd I bump into you I miss you babe, oh I miss you When I come home the love is gonna last forever 'Cause deep in my heart, the loving never went away When I come home, the love is gonna last forever It's going to be a Red Letter Day (3) oh-oh Why oh why oh why can't we see eye to eye All we do is argue and the years go rolling by How on earth could it be worth such a sacrifice All we got's each other and I'm lonely in this life I miss you girl oh I miss you When I come home the love is gonna last forever 'Cause deep in my heart, the loving never went away When I come home, the love is gonna last forever It's going to be a Red Letter Day (many times) Leave your light on 'cause I've waited so long
(Ian Hunter)
One, two, three Well I woke up this morning - there's a girl in my bed. How did she get there? Was it something I said? I don't understand it but somehow it seems She visits me in invisible dreams. Over and over I try to explain How did that girl get into my veins? Did somebody send her - was it my velvet wings? And how does she touch my invisible strings? Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings These are a few of my favorite things Now it's all over when the fat lady sings I'll still be playing my invisible strings Well maybe she don't have a world of her own Maybe she's using me just like a phone And sometimes she's cool and sometimes she stings And I'm all tangled up in invisible strings Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings These are a few of my favorite things When you're wearing black and I'm wearing wings, We'll still be playing those invisible strings Well she never leaves - I'm never alone I ain't in the book but she's still calling home I tried to lose her - watch the tv But that woman's always picking on me Well, there's strings round my body, strings round my heart I'd like to know where the string-pulling starts I'd give anything to meet the angel who sends Invisible ink to my invisible pen Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings These are a few of my favorite things When you're wearing black and I'm wearing wings, We'll still be playing our invisible strings Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings These are a few of my favorite things Now it's all over when the fat lady sings We'll still be playing our invisible strings Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings Oh yeah
(Darrell Bath/Roig)
He asked me home at a midnight Hey you'll be lucky if it's daylight When you saw me down the alley Yeah I swear's I'm not with Annie, hey Annie, yeah 'Cause everyone's a fool, child Everyone's wild I'll say I was your fool, babe 'Cause you know that's a lie Now everybody gets lonesome And we all need a friend So take it easy baby-love I'm not here to do you in 'Cause everyone's a fool, child Everyone's wild I'll say I was your fool, babe 'Cause you know that's a lie Oooh, once in a while Any old time And that's no lie She'll be showing up at midnight And everyone wanna taste right So you better get your do-re-mi all right Or she won't be getting paid Everyone's a fool, child Everyone's wild Don't say I was your fool, babe 'Cause you know that's a lie Hey that's all right Oh, once in a while It might be any old time Well, that's ain't no lie Well, maybe a little one
(Matheson/Casino Steel)
Give me magic misery Give me two shots - first one is free Watch me cover - watch me grin Jump for the juice in your syringe You're the poison - you're the pain You're the needle in my vein Come on jab it - come go quick The only habit I can't kick Junkee see - junkee do Junkee me - junk is you Pusher comes to shove Junkee love ooh...I've got my trembles - I got the shakes I'm a slave to my mistakes Dial doctor on the phone Get me on methadone Give me magic misery Give me two shots - first one is free Watch me cover - watch me cringe All from using your syringe Junkee see - junkee do Junkee me - junk is you Pusher comes to shove Junkee love
(Ian Hunter)
I forgive you when you can't look straight into my eye I forgive you when you never want to hold my hand I forgive you 'cause you're all I've got and I love you But I'll never forgive the other man I forgive you even though I know the secret you keep I forgive you even though you don't give a damn I forgive you 'cause deep inside you're part of me But I'll never forgive the other man Somewhere in the night he's calling And somewhere in your heart you're falling I'll forgive you when you stay out late and you never phone I'll forgive you even though I'll never understand I'll forgive you 'cause you're all I've got and I love you But I'll never forgive the other man Somewhere in the night he's calling And somewhere in your heart you're falling I'll forgive you when you stay out late and you never phone I'll forgive you even though I'll never understand I'll forgive you 'cause you're all I've got and I love you But I'll never forgive the other man No, I'll never forgive as long as I live No, I'll never forgive the other man I said I'll never never never forgive No, I'll never forgive the other man
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Transcribed by Nicole Apostola; minor changes by Colin Ford. Dancing On The Moon and Never Trust A Blonde transcribed by Colid Ford. Updates to Never Trust A Blonde by Mike Sodl.