(Overend Watts)
You never went 'n' told me Somebody should have told me About the evil trick that you had up your sleeve You made me have grim fun with all the things you've done Then half inched all my stash and disappeared into Leeds I ran to the station, I didn't care what station Like a headless chicken with its tail on fire I couldn't find the platform, somebody stole the platform Then I saw there was no track And I realised the line closed, 40 years ago She's real gone, gone forever, don't ha ha, gone forever She's real gone, well I never, knock me down with a feather. And now I'm all washed up All I can say is (boogiediboogiedy...) You left me in lurch when I got back from church I'm gonna sort that vicar out when I get hold of him At risk of being pedantic I was going quietly frantic Creeping paranoia coursing though my every vein When on a giant bender and bit chunks out my Fender All because I loved you and you caused me so much pain. I was feeling suicidal, you were my one true idol Then suddenly I felt all cheerful and realised I was glad you'd left. She's real gone, gone forever, don't ha ha, gone forever She's real gone, well I never, knock me down with a feather. You done me a favour, baby She's real gone, gone forever, don't ha ha, gone forever She's real gone, well I never, take her back, never never Why don't you take a short walk on a long pier? She's real gone, gone forever, don't ha ha, gone forever She's real gone, hell for leather, take her back never never (You're the one that's running!) I'm a bird I'm wild And I'm free But you're not! (boogiediboogiedy...)
(Overend Watts)
(Achaa... Hmm, that’s jazz But this ain’t) (Hep! It’s been 20 years. Where you been? I’m fine. Bass!) (Yeah, rock on) Softly, softly, catchee monkey outside Paignton Zoo Softly, softly, catchee monkey that's how I'll catch you Brinsley, Brinsley catchee Wyngard down the Gloucester docks Brinsley, Brinsley catchee Wyngard sporting orange socks The Dinosaw Market will make ya feel good, better than you possibly thought that you could The friendly staff will beat you up 'till you get out your pounds! The Dinosaw Market will do your head in, you'll all be wearing an asinine grin But we won't ever let you out 'till you get out your cash! (Now get this) Gently, gently catchee bauble on the river Lugg Gently Geoffrey catchee bauble using natural slug Brinsley, Brinsley catchee Wyngard down the Gloucester docks (again) Brinsley, Brinsley catchee Wyngard eating garlic frogs (not this again!) (s'cool... nice!) (on piano... Bobby Crush!) Sprightly, sprightly catchee Norman at the Cheltenham boot Brightly, nightly catchee Norman, How ya doin' old fruit? Bouncy, bouncee catchee Berto with a Charles Eames chair Bouncy, bouncee catchee Berto Man, she's everywhere! The Dinosaw Market will make ya feel good, better than you possibly thought that you could The friendly staff will beat you up 'till you get out your pounds! The Dinosaw Market will make ya feel great, better than you possibly thought me ol' mate But we won't ever let you out 'till you get out your cash! Dinosaw Carl, Dinosaw Dud, Dinosaw Sam, Dinosaw Joe, Dinosaw Anne, Dinosaw Dickie, Dinosaw Mark, Dinosaw Jamie, Dinosaw Nick, Dinosaw Bob, Dinosaw Mate, Dinosaw Dixie, Dinosaw Elaine, Dinosaw Becky, Dinosaw everyone! Dinosaw, Dinosaw, Dinosaw...
(Overend Watts)
The frying pan you gave me lies sadly on my bed The dress that you were wearing, the colour it was very pale turquoise Now it doesn't matter 'cause you're on some distant shore Living like a queen I 'spect you lucky little ex-girlfriend of mine (Ain't that a shame) But some day I think you leave it all behind (Sad, sad, sad) Turn another page forget the last, it's past (Cry, cry, cry) Never stop to think about the ones who cry Left out of your life The Christmas card I sent you in 1977 I must have been on tour because the post mark was from a village in Cornwall Now I lead a private life, my hair's short at the front (and sides) And people say I'm crazy or they say I'm just a very pleasant boy (and back). And I like to live in Acton, and I like a cup of tea In fact I've just drunk six of them I'll have to go and see A man about a dog (Ain't that a shame) But some day I think I'll leave it all behind (Sad, sad, sad) Turn another page forget the last, it's past (Cry, cry, cry) Never stop to think about the one who lies Left out of my life
(Overend Watts)
When the tape runs out the music keeps playing When the walls come down it's still hard to cross that line When his love has gone he says he still needs her And he want to let you know that if he had his chance again He'd be a diamond When you dab your eyes the tears keep on falling And when you blow your nose it still gets blocked up (and runs) And though you feel like shit he says that you're beautiful And he swears by all the saints that if he had his chance again He'd be a diamond Is he lying to get what he wants or does he mean it this time Is he running low on adventure and feeling gone (?) an ironing board (?) And his analyst son plays chess (?) You turn your back to see what's behind you And when you start afresh you still think of days gone by And when a heart is broke it still keeps on pumping And he told me just last night that if he had his chance again He'd be a diamond And he told me just last night that if he had his chance again He'd be a diamond (This time it would have to be different)
(Overend Watts)
It was a light black night I saw a dark white horse It was throwing mad shadows I could feel a strange force And the face disappeared And the calm came down The rods were still On the water not a sound Waiting for the daybreak For the first warm rays to shine down The daybreak, for the first light It was an old new moon That slid behind the clouds Was that a hooded figure? Where an old monk drowned I saw a shooting star burn out Right across the sky Then my right Optonic Screaming its fearful cry Waiting for the daybreak For the first warm rays to shine down The daybreak, the first light Waiting for the daybreak For the first warm light to shine down The daybreak, the Redmire dawn Yes a dream came true On that mystical night And as long as I live I'll remember the signs I swear the ghost of Dick Walker Must have been at my side Shouting 'Strike now, boy!' On a surely be denied Light black! Dark white! Mad Shadows! Strange force! Waiting for the daybreak For the first warm rays to shine down The daybreak, the first light Waiting for the daybreak For the first warm rays to shine down The daybreak, for the Redmire dawn Shine on me Shine on me (That’s one hell of a carp you caught) Shine on me (That’s no ordinary carp, chummy - that’s Raspberry!) Shine on me Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Yeah... Yeah! Shine on me...
Redmire pool was a legendary carp fishing venue, the exact location of which was kept secret except to a privileged few for years. It yeilded massive fish including the then British record carp of 44lb (a record which stood for a long time). Richard Walker was a legend amongst anglers not just because he held the carp record, but because he applied theory to angling and demonstrated the effect this had on results. Thanks to 'Man Overboard' (on the Ian Hunter message forum) for the info.
(Overend Watts)
Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! On... Uncle... sheep... funnel... (funnel) Why did they do it? Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! On... Uncle... sheep... funnel... (funnel) Why did they do it? Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! Prawn fire! On... Uncle... sheep... funnel... (funnel) Why do they do it? Why do they do it?
(Overend Watts)
Every Sunday morning 'Round about twenty to five I'm barely awake Hey, I'm barely alive! I race through the darkness In my beaten-up Mercedes Benz I'm praying to God that one day this will end Five past five and I ain't spent a penny I need some stock but I can't find any But there's a girl who could make my life complete She's the belle of the boot (belle, belle, belle of the boot) She's your world, my world belle of the boot (belle, belle, belle of the boot) I don't know whose life I'm living, it don't feel like mine I looked in Death Alley, then up around Dealer's Row I got a pair of speakers last week - they didn't go (they're fucked!) I've just about had it with this place I never wanna come here again But there's just one thing that keeps dragging me back I've gotta see that woman again It's eight fifteen and I ain't spent a penny I need some stock but I can't find any But there's a girl who could make my life complete She's the belle of the boot (belle, belle, belle of the boot) She's your world, my world belle of the boot (belle, belle, belle of the boot) I don't know whose life I'm living, it don't feel like mine Gun reel pipes, and the real pipe’s knackered A table in van, but it aint been lacquered But this girl could make my life complete She's the belle of the boot (belle, belle, belle of the boot) She's your world, my world belle of the boot (belle, belle, belle of the boot) We don't know whose life we're living, they don't feel like ours (belle, belle, belle of the boot) (belle, belle, belle of the boot you are) (belle, belle, belle of the boot you are) (belle, belle, belle of the boot) (belle, belle, belle of the boot you are) (belle, belle, belle of the boot) (belle, belle, belle of the boot you are) (belle, belle, belle of the boot) (belle, belle, belle of the boot you are) (belle, belle, belle of the boot)
A 'boot' is a car boot sale, which is a form of market in which private individuals come together to sell household and garden goods. They are popular in the United Kingdom, where they are often referred to simply as 'car boots'. More info is on Wikipedia.
(Overend Watts)
At the start everything was roses Before too long it all turned in to guns And after that it started catching fire And pretty soon everything was black And charred - so listen I can't stick around on the odd chance you'll come round I'll be on my way doing just fine Oh-oh-oh I'll be on my way This is goodbye Guess I'll drift on down through Coleford A refugee like me could vanish in thin air Down there I may call in to Mitcheldean auctions Just to ask Ken to sell my gear I'm pushing off - for ever So listen I can't stick around on the odd chance you'll come round I'll be on my way Doing just fine Oh-oh-oh I'll be on my way This is goodbye (The screaming ab-dabs, don't let them get me! The heebee geebies, don't let them take me, no!) (They're back) Been sleeping rough, just outside Lydney If things get worse I can always sell a kidney - again! Across the Severn there's Berkeley Power Station Its nuclear fallout could be the death of me - for good So listen I can't stick around on the odd chance you'll come round I'll be on my way One lonely guy Oh-oh-oh I'll be on my way This is goodbye
Berkeley power station is a long-closed down and decommissioned nuclear power station on the River Severn, just upstream of the old Severn Bridge. Coleford, Mitcheldean and Lydney are all places in south-west Gloucestershire.
(Overend Watts)
I remember sitting by the river in your garden - it's late July The ripples on the water laugh at me as they flow by The heron and kingfisher are my lonely company Till you come smiling down with strawberries, love and tea And we're sure to discover The secrets and the truth We will know one day The stories we were told Were conjured up by Man But we will know one day I sometimes dream that I'll come back here Maybe many years from now And look out across the river From the other bank Just like a cow The garden hasn't changed much The old caravan's still there And I wonder where you are now And I wish I'd said how much I care But we're sure to discover The secrets and the truth We will know one day To take someone for granted Is the cruellest thing to do But we will know one day To stop communicating and destroy that precious jewel We will know one day
(Shaun Harris)
Rest my bones on a day of sunshine Somewhere like it is today A change of heart on my lover's part And then my life fills its endless part And nothing new, and nothing right Nothing but this endless night So I'll go on being all alone Pretending that you're just not gone What is worse is the agony Of feeling you slip away from me The emptiness I feel inside I can't describe nor can I hide I know that now my life is ruined Broken hearts in no regard So I'll go on being all alone Pretending that you're just not gone Constant pining, always crying With no place to go Love forgetting, just regretting What I'm going through Rest my bones on a day of sunshine Somewhere like it is today A change of heart on my lover's part And then my life fills its endless part And nothing new, and nothing's right Nothing but this endless night So I'll go on being all alone Pretending that you're just not gone What is worse with the agony Of feeling you slip away from me The emptiness I feel inside I can't describe nor can I hide I know that now my life is ruined Broken hearts in no regard So I'll go on being all alone Pretending that you're just not gone
(Overend Watts)
All the dark and lonely days Have somehow got to end How can I explain to you Just what it's like my friend Since November came around It's been a long cold time 'Cos we will learn to live with it But others have to hide So time for you to rise up, rise up Time for you, I know it's hard to do You must rise up, rise up Time for you before they shoot you down Far across the fields there lies the twinkling market town And bells from centuries gone by ring as the sun goes down All around is peaceful now in perfect harmony If only we could breathe a moment making history So time for you to rise up, rise up Time for you, I know it's hard to do You must rise up, rise up Time for you before they shoot you down Time for you to rise up, rise up Time for you, I know it's hard to do You must rise up, rise up Time for you before they shoot you down (ooh-ooh) Time for you to rise up, rise up Time for you, I know it's hard to do You must rise up, rise up Time for you before they shoot you down Time for you to rise up, wise up Time for you, I know it's hard to do You must rise up, wise up Time for you before they shoot you down (ooh-ooh)
(Overend Watts)
When you're feeling lost at sea And nothing's how it's meant to be And all your friends have turned away Who'll be the one who always stays? I will never go away I will on a rainy day I will, I will always stay, I will, I will No sight of land across the waves Below, a thousand watery graves When sea winds rattle through your bones Who'll kill the core of Davey Jones? I will never sail away I will on a rainy day I will, I will always stay, I will, I will Meet me down by the crystal waterfall Faith and love will be waiting there too Do I see him in the flickering evening shadows Or is it just light playing tricks on my mind? There's nothing wrong on our desert island We'll find peace some day So as we search another day Who'll never ever go away I will never sail away I will on a rainy day I will, I will always stay, I will, I will
(Overend Watts)
I used to go shopping at Tesco's in the High Street Their prices were the best One day I saw a girl in the Home and Wear department And now my heart's gone west Miss Kingston, how I love you Miss Kingston, why don't you love me too? Well I've travelled round the world and I've known a lot of girls In countries near and far But my legs turn to jelly when you look into my eyes and when I see you drive your car (beep beep!) Miss Kingston, how I love you Miss Kingston, why can't you love me too? Maybe I'm too ugly or you think that I'm nuts I ought to come and ask you but I ain't got the guts Maybe you're in love with the manager's son Or even worse you're going off to be a nun (hope you like the cherubs!) Now I don't go down to the store no more And I've heard that you're moving away I'll never forget you, that's all I have to say Even when I'm old and grey (not long!) Miss Kingston, how I love you Miss Kingston, could you love me soon?
(Overend Watts)
Baby took me out last night Got a little cadillac bite. Shook me about - inside out Didn't get home 'till light. She's a goer, a grower - you gotta get to know her A mover, a groover - you turn around she'll lose you Burned out as the light turned green Smoke-screened off her rail. He didn't see me comin' but he surely saw me runnin' Faster than the U.S. mail. She's a speeder, a leader You're really gotta need her You see her, she thrills you, you look at her she'll kill you. Listen, fella, baby don't you sell her Don't you try and steal her away Hush, man logs in her dam Think you better fade away She's a goer, a grower - you gotta get to know her A mover, a groover - you turn around she'll lose you She's a speeder, a leader You're really gotta need her To see her, she thrills you, you look at her she'll kill you.
These lyrics have been determined after careful listening to the tracks in question, and are provided for educational purposes only. Due to the possibility of mis-hearing, we cannot vouch for their accuracy. Copyright remains vested in the lawful copyright holders.
Originally transcribed by Adrian Perkins, except She's Real Gone and Caribbean Hate Song by Colin Ford
Meanwhile, contributors over at Overend's Facebook page have also transcribed the album. There are numerous small differences from my efforts (their hearing's obviously better than mine!), which I have now merged:
Corrections to She's Real Gone and Endless Night by Morgan Fisher
Corrections to The Dinosaw Market by Elizabeth and Lynn McCulloch
Corrections to Caribbean Hate Song by Tom Guerra
Corrections to The Legend Of Redmire Pool, There's Berkeley Power Station and The Magic Garden by DeeCee Risfield
Corrections to Belle Of The Boot by Cheryl Walker
Corrections to The Search and Miss Kingston by Lynn McCullogh