Songs

I PREFER THE EARLY STUFF

I preferred the early stuff,
When everything was good enough.
When passion could still cover up
The fact that we just made it up.
Our fingers couldn’t find the chords,
We didn’t really know the words;
A major first, a minor third,
Yeah, that’s the shit that I preferred.

Nowadays it’s so rehearsed,
Practice seems to make it worse,
Another awful week at work.

I preferred the early stuff,
When it was just the two of us,
A 7” of Burning Love,
The feedback and the breathless rush.
Pretty soon the secret’s out,
There’s nothing left to sing about
Jealousy and violins
Will scrape away at everything

It doesn’t have to end like this,
The classic album farewell gigs,
The break-up and the greatest hits.

You can call it a comeback,
You can call it a car crash,
You can say the new line-up
Ought to come with a laugh track.
You can say that you liked us
Before we were famous,
I really don’t mind that,
Love isn’t a solo act.

I prefer the early stuff
(When everything was full of love)
I prefer the early stuff
(When everything was brilliant)
I prefer the early stuff
(When everything was full of love)
I prefer the early stuff
(When everything was good enough)

I MISS THE NINETIES

I watched Reality Bites three times last night
And it nearly made me cry.
Did we ever, honestly, actually act like that?
Wouldn’t we have just laughed at the grunge guy?

I miss the nineties
I miss the Megadrive
I miss Eric Cantona
I miss the X Files

It’s been too long since I last stared into your magic eyes
Although I never saw a thing.
Remember we stayed up all night when your Tamagotchi died?
I think a piece of me died with him.

I miss the nineties
I miss Nevermind
I miss Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain
I miss Windows ‘95
I miss Bill and Ted
(They were excellent)
I miss cashing cheques in pubs
I miss singles on cassette
I miss the Millennium bug

I miss the nineties
I miss the dot com boom
I miss the Melody Maker
I miss Terminator 2
I miss the people that we were
I miss the ones we might have been
I miss the friends that we have lost
I miss the bands that we have seen.

Sing along with the video:

THE GREAT OUTDOORS

We will find a better life
Outside these city lights.
Take our place with the bears and snakes
Leave our office cares behind

Let’s call a meeting with the chairman of the board
Let’s rearrange the seating for the great outdoors.
 
Let’s get pizza sent, directly to our tents.
Tell the guy to take his time.
We will return to London, Birmingham, England
When our mountains have been climbed. 

I’ll bring my harness if you bring your torch
You light my way, I’ll catch you if you fall. 

Oh! I’m all yours. 
In the great outdoors.

We’re going to make new friends
Where the motorway ends
And the mobile phones stop working.
Swap our old spreadsheets
For the fields and trees
We don’t need roads where we’re going.

Oh! I’m all yours. 
In the great outdoors.

ATTENTION ALL DEPARTMENTS 

Attention all departments. Attention all departments.
I’m going to a party and it’s going to be amazing.
There’ll be pretty girls in glasses, actresses and artists.
And if I’m in late tomorrow, I’ll blame it on the trains.

Attention all departments. Attention all departments.
We’re going to get retarded on this cheap champagne.
We’ll be making friends and and lovers in the stationery cupboard
Dancing to the covers that the band decide to maim.

There’s going to be a party band
And all the secretaries are going to understand
Tonight, we’re dancing with the management,
Dishing out the dance punishment.

Let’s talk about work, baby.
Instead of you and me.
Let’s talk about all your budgetary requirements
Your health and your safety.

There’s going to be a party band
And all the secretaries are going to understand
Tonight, we’re dancing with the management,
Dishing out the dance punishment.

THEY LAUNCHED A PROBE

Hey Houston, we’ve got a problem,
I have seen the ships and there’s hundreds of them.

An X marks the spot where we parked the car,
Where the engine stopped and we found out who we really are.

Somewhere in this universe there has to be a place for us,
I’m looking into space for us with telescopes and high hopes.
And if it gets too dangerous, we’ll have to change our names,
They’re looking in our special places, hiding in our secret bases.

They launched a probe, to tell us something we all know:
We’re not alone. And we’re never ever coming home.

Somewhere off the map I have seen your greys,
From our blanket by the lay-by plotting our escape.
Now the two of us, like scientists, experiment,
Before we disappear in history and common sense.

So make like a star and come out tonight.
She said, “They died a million years ago, and we’ve just now seen the light,
And the aliens abducting us know the Earth’s too small for both of us,
But they need to see that we’re just leaving ‘cause we’ve got nothing to believe in”.

They launched a probe, to tell us something we all know:
We’re not alone. And we’re never ever coming home. 

FEELING EUROPEAN

Girl you know I’d love you like a holiday.
I’m packing the essentials and I’ve got my money changed.
I’ve been thumbing through the guide books, I’ve been studying the map
To find your points of local interest
And take you off the beaten track.

SHA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAAAA

Well it wasn’t quite the holiday that you had planned,
You said I couldn’t find the campsite and my sleeping bag was damp.
But I bought a brand new phrase book
And baby by tonight, I’ll have learnt a million ways to say
That I can blow your mind.

SHA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAAAA

When we go to sleep this evening we’ll be feeling European,
We’ll be steeped in history and swimming in warm beer,
I’ll be staring at your architecture and staggered by your art,
But worried that the politics will tear us both apart.
I’ve got to get away, on holiday, on an aeroplane.

Kolle alaaf you. Kolle alaaf you.