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sl records 2004

Let's fall in love and run away from here

You used to play piano for a living
You stand 6 foot 3 in your heels
And now you're table dancing for a living
And your world has gone to hell

You flew straight into London out of Moscow
In 1998
And now some stupid fuckwit in a puffa jacket
Is throwing money at your feet

You do it for the money, you do it for your family
You do it for the best
You think about the money, you think about your family
And don't think about the rest

Now it's just what you do, another day comes
And you just close your eyes and dance
Everyday's the same now, another day comes
Another day another dance

So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and we can run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here

Soon we'll pack all your bags, there's not that much that you'll need
And we'll throw them in the car
Wait around past midnight in the darkened backstreet
Until he locks the door and leaves

And carefully and quickly with the key that you made
We'll break the office and the safe
Take out all the money, take your stolen passport
And we'll head off for the beach

So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and we can run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here

We'll gently lose our old clothes, gently lose our old selves
And leave them on the beach
Sprint into the darkness, sprint into the future
Into the low waves and the sea

Tomorrow is a new day, tomorrow is forever
You'll have everything you need
And no more stupid fuckwit in a puffa jacket
Throwing money at your feet

So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here
So let's fall in love and we can run away from here
So let's fall in love and run away from here

Well this is what I thought of as I watched you dancing
Around the money at your feet
But all these plans of freedom only seem to work right
When you're staring straight at me

Finish up my last drink, finish what I came for
And lift my head up from my chest
Head into the darkness
I'll be back tomorrow
Another day another dance

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i don't have time to stand here with you fighting about the size of my dick

I don't have time to stand here with you
Fighting about the size of my dick
I've got a meeting to get to
And a gun to pick up first

And I don't have time to stand in the rain
Fighting about all the same things again
If I don't leave now
Then I'll be too late to ever come back

And in 24 hours I've lived a hundred lives
I've shot one man dead and watched another two die
And it's touch and go if I should run or hide
And it's touch and go if I can live through the night

Well I've got the money and I've got the truck
But it's too close to call whether I've got the luck
But I'm too far in to even dream of getting back out

And I wish all the fighting
Had taken less time
I could have been in and out
We could have laughed through the night
But sometimes days can be seconds
And seconds can be your whole life

And in 24 hours I've lived a hundred lives
I've shot one man dead and watched another two die
And it's my turn now and I'm not surprised
I never thought that I would live through the night

It's not the bullet that causes the pain
It's the hole that it leaves when it comes out again
And the blood in the sunshine
Disappears just like the rain

And I'm dying for breathing
I'm blind in one eye
But here's what I choose
To take me into the night

You beautiful and drunk and singing softly to yourself
You beautiful and drunk and singing softly to yourself

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The Art of Kissing

You taught me how to love
And you taught me how to hide it
You taught me late at night
With the empty days behind us

And now, you're in the garden in the rain
And your skin's so wet it's like you'll never be dry again
And you'll never be young again

And you taught me how to kiss
While your husband had his bit
With a younger, fitter lover
On the golf course in a bunker
And they say romance is dead

And you taught me how to love
And you taught me how to like it
You taught that the night
Is the only place to find it

And now you've forgotten everything
Except the thing that cause you pain
And you'll never be young again

And the curtains of this house
Are too thin to keep it out
It will get in in the end
It will get you in the end
And you know romance is dead

And a little despair
Will go a long, long way
And a little despair
Will go a long, long way

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There are only inches between us, but there might as well be Mountains and Trees

It's hard enough to breathe for myself, darling
I cannot breathe for you as well
With my last breath I will give you my last kiss
But I, I cannot breathe for you as well

And there are only inches between us,
But there might as well be mountains and trees
In this lonely distance between us
There are cities and oceans and seas

And you and me...
Dying gently in our sleep

And it's hard enough to die upon my knees, darling
What is it that you want from me?
Is it not enough for you that I would die upon my knees, darling
What is it that you want from me?

And there are only inches between us,
But there might as well be mountains and trees
In this lonely distance between us
There are cities and oceans and seas

And you and me...
Dying gently in our sleep

And these could be the best days of our lives
So you said to me
And now we start again
Lift my head up from my knees
And look you in the eye, tell me
Could these be the best days of our lives


And there are only inches between us,
But there might as well be mountains and trees
In this lonely distance between us
There are cities and oceans, cities and oceans, cities and oceans
And seas-------

And you and me...
Dying gently in our sleep

And there are only inches between us,
But there might as well be mountains and trees
In this lonely distance between us
There are cities and oceans, cities and oceans, cities and oceans
And seas-------

And you and me...

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We are past our dancing days

We have drunk so much today
I don't think we'll ever get home
We'll just lie out in the street
Until it's over

And it helps me get to sleep
If I pretend I've been shot
And we're lying in the street
And it's over

And you and I, we are past our dancing days
But that's all right
You think that I can't dance anyway
Some people love their dancing shoes
But I love only you

And we wake up with the sun
Shining down on the street
And the sunlight keeps us warm
Until it's over

And I slowly find my feet
And all the pain has left me
And we're walking in the sun
And it's over

And you and I, we are past our dancing days
But that's all right
We hated dancing anyway
Some people love their dancing shoes
But I love only you

And you and I, we have past our dancing days
But that's all right
We hated dancing anyway
And we have lost our dancing shoes
But we have better things to do
Some people love their dancing shoes
But I love only you

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I died for love

It's a long walk home
When you don't get what you want
It's a long walk home
To think about what you've done
And it's a long walk home
To think about what you should have done
And it's a long walk home
To think about what you want

And all I want from any given day
Is a chance to make it through to the end
And all I want from any given day
Is a chance to make it through to the end
With you
When you're on your own

And you - my snow-white friend
Will you bring me peace
Will you bring me peace
And you - my only friend
Will you help me sleep
Will you sleep with me

And you told me you died for truth
Well I died for love
And they are the same
And we are the same

And we can all go home
If we get what we want
And we can all go home
If we get what we want

And you told me you died for love my love
Well doesn't everyone
And you don't sleep well on your own
And I don't sleep at all

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The Time Out Guide

Tonight the church is filled with shining lights
And a thousand people stand and sing inside
At the front in letters ten feet high
It says there is no fear, but fear of God tonight

But there is no God and there is no light
And the church won't keep you safe at night
There is only love there is only hope
There is only hope and love tonight

But I don't know anything about hope
And I don't know anything about love

And the Time Out Guide and the New York Times
They don't know whether I'll survive
And the Time Out Guide and the New York Times
They don't know whether I'll survive
But I, don't know anything about that
No I, don't know anything about that

And there is no God to guide you
There's no shining light
There's no hand to hold
And there are no age-old saviours
There's no wise old book
With truths to tell

And the Time Out Guide and the New York Times
They don't know whether I'll survive
And the Time Out Guide and the New York Times
They don't know whether I'll survive
But the church is filled with a thousand lights
And a thousand people stand and sing inside
But the songs they sing, don't mean anything
Without a fear of God and some pain tonight

But I don't know anything about that
No I don't know anything about that

And the Time Out Guide and the New York Times
They don't know whether I'll survive

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The Ghosts of New Orleans
download acoustic (non album) version

In New Orleans the songs sound different in the rain that falls
And whisky, tastes like water in your mouth
(The graveyard walls can't keep you out)
You are the ghost they warn about
The graveyard walls can't keep you
You are the ghosts they warn about
And you keep all the real ghosts out

And you don't ever want to go home
You don't ever want to go home
Tell me do you ever want to go home?
You don't ever want to go home

The karaoke is some drunks
God Save the Queen and other punk
The Shim-Shamettes left long ago
Back home in bed without their clothes
The chicken feathers on the floor
Foretold all this and much, much more

And we don't ever want to go home
We don't ever want to go home
Tell me do we ever have to go home
We don't ever want to go home

And there are girls who want to know about your life,
But I would trade it all for poetry and lies
(But I'm not strong enough)
And now the sun is setting on the Mississippi shore
And we are leaving
And we won't be back for years
And I'm not strong enough

Chorus:
And I - I don't ever want to go home
And I - don't ever want to go home
Tell me do we ever have to go home?
I don't ever want to go home

In New Orleans the songs sound different in the rain that falls
And whisky tastes like water in your mouth

The graveyard walls can't keep you out
You are the ghost they warn about

And we don't ever have to go home
And you don't ever have to go home
And I don't ever have to go home
And you don't ever have to go home

You are the ghost they warn about
The graveyard walls can't keep you out

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Shallow Footprints in the Snow

Tonight - in the half light of this wood
The snowfalls catch your eyelids
And all the sounds have changed

And your lips - are like blood upon the flag
Of surrender in this night
And I wonder if you know

And I sit, in the cold warmth of your eyes
I listen to the night
And wait for you to move

And the sweat - running down off your soaked skin
Forms its own small pools
And I watch until they go
I wonder if you know

And now, at the first light through the trees
You cover me with leaves
And kiss me one last time

And you go - shallow footprints in the snow
Leave the darkness in this hole
I watch until you go
I wonder if you know

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Now you can be good to yourself at home

Now you can be good to yourself at home...

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