1. |
TAKE ON LIFE
03:23
|
|||
|
Take on Life
Man gets up every morning
Man puts on his suit and tie
Says good bye to the wife
Everybody's got to take on life
Man makes it up to his office
A quick hello and a coffee hit
Bites his lips to a grip like vice
Everybody's got to take on life
Watch the world weep from his spreadsheet
As he calculates the cost
Sullen faces and databases
And a mean ol devil boss
Man goes out for his lunch break
One hour of sweet solitude
A little cafe - a tea and slice
Everybody's got to take on life
Man makes it back for the weekly team building exercise
Oh! To be patronised!
Everybody's got to take on life
Watch the world go by the window
He doesn't listen to a word they say
Inspiration, motivation
He needs that holiday!
Watch the world though another You Tube ‘skip ad’ video
It beats that flowchart
The one with no heart
He's working late again he knows
Man gets home of an evening
Wants to lose that suit and tie
Oh! He sure knows why it's time to roll that dice
It's time to pay the price from that grip like vice
It's time to grab a slice
He's gonna tell the wife
It's time to take on Life
|
||||
2. |
Get Me to Saturday Night
03:24
|
|||
|
Get Me to Saturday Night
I'm 18
I'm 35
I'm still here
I'm still alive!
Nothing's changed much in my head
I do my job just for the bread
And I'm waiting for the whistle to blow now
Waiting to rock n roll now!
Singing yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Wooh hoo hoo!
Hey hey hey
What's the time?
I’ve got Friday on my mind
I punch that clock
Grab my pay
I gotta get me to Saturday!
I gotta get me to Sat-ur-day niiiiight
Oh yeah!
I'm 21
I'm 42
I am me
I am you
Nothing’s changed much in my heart
To the end
from the start
And I'm waiting for the hands to hit 5 now
Waiting to come alive now!
Singing yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Wooh hoo hoo!
Hey hey hey
What's the time?
I’ve got Friday on my mind
I punch that clock
Grab my pay
I gotta get me to Saturday!
I gotta get me to Sat-ur-day niiiiight
Where everything is alright
With my baby in my hand
I'm in a rock n roll band!
Singing yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Wooh hoo hoo!
Aaah hah hah
Chorus repeat to end
|
||||
3. |
Man on the Northern Line
03:00
|
|||
|
Man on the Northern Line
Eight a.m. every morning
January through July
Half asleep
I'm still yawning
Freezing cold about to fry
Staring at a sardine tin
Mind the gap - let me in
Metro sadness
IPhone whine!
I'm the man on the Northern line
Rucksack boy chews his toffee
City girl files her nails
Hipster dude spills his coffee
Tube train crawling like a snail!
Staring at a sun kissed beach
Be yourself
Eat a peach!
Mortgage madness
God’s divine
I'm the man on the Northern line
I'm the man who gets up
Every day drinks a cup
Then I'm heading for the tube train
5 pm every evening
From October round to June
Six deep queued
We ain't leaving!
And I just can't get home to soon
Staring at a six-pack God
Buy this car!
Get that job!
Believe in better
Rob me blind
I'm the man on the Northern line
Sipping on my ice cold beer
Hello babe I'm home! I'm here!
Drink to us and the ties that bind
I'm the man on the northern line
|
||||
4. |
Pillars of Society
03:29
|
|||
|
Pillars of Society
Mr Norman Beasley slams his fist on the bar!
A pint of your best sir and that big cigar
He sniffs at the views on the TV news
He has to puff outside
Gonna write me a letter
Make me feel better
About what I can't abide
What has become of my country?
Your sincerely, Mr Beasley
Pillar of Society!
Henrietta Hooley picks up the Daily Mail
I believe in this chap
Put them all in jail!
She snorts at the shows on the radio
Those opinionated types
Who pick up the phone to have a good moan
About the British Way Of Life !!!
And what has become of my country?
Yours so truly, Mrs Hooley
Pillar of Society!
Oh! The pillars of society
Village greens and pots of tea
Tally Ho! There they go!
Fox hunting you and me
Oh! The Pillar of Society
Village fetes and old school ties
Chocks away!
They're here to stay
My! Oh my!
She said she used to be hippy
In the 1960's when he railed about Vietnam
But that's a long way back and the pork gets fat
And now they don't give a damn!
Except for voting for a little man dressed in tweed
Who keeps banging on about how things ain't what they used to be!
Like the culture
The freedom and TV
Yours so truly, Mrs Hooley
Pillar of Society !
Yours sincerely, Mr Beasley
You know they just might!
Why? Oh why?
The Pillar of Society!
|
||||
5. |
Home Sweet Home
05:14
|
|||
|
You cry
Are you crying?
In your home sweet home
You lie
Are you lying?
In your Home Sweet Home
With his boyhood dreams
His arrows and bows
Lipstick and perfume and flashy new clothes
With his heart full of bitterness
He's bored tired and old
With her Sunday tea total dreams
You cry
Are you crying?
In your home sweet home
You lie
Are you lying?
In your home sweet home
With his school days papers
His company car
Unborn baby and new Playtex bra
With his drunken political place at the bar
With her problem page fantasies
Chorus repeat
But I can't leave my home sweet home
With his well-to-do smiles
His hands in the till
Her figureless body and pick-me-up pills
With his last Will and Testament he sits
Oh so still!
With her new found religious beliefs
chorus repeat
You die
Are you dying?
In your home sweet home
|
||||
6. |
Burning All Around
03:47
|
|||
|
Burning All Around
They burnt out all cities
Rained down on liberty
Falsified the truth with lies
And deceived our dignity
They mispaint patriotism with their brand of evil and fear
You can say just what you like
But don't you say it here!
The jester laughs his forlorn tale
A broken land that's up for sale
And all around
They're burning all around
They looted all the villages
They levelled all the towns
Hung a sign “what's yours is mine!”
And nowhere’s glory bound
They brainwashed their disciples
Taking each one for a ride
Strapped death to their backs
And God right by their side!
The minstrel plucks a fateless song about an ideal that's gone wrong
And all around
They're burning all around
The deluged drifting nomads upon the foothill peeks
Stare down towards the crusading battle on the streets
Now the TV news and cameras were happy with what they saw
Hung a sign “hope all is fine”
We're off to the next world war!
The fiddler strokes a melody
Outside they're coming for you and me
And all around
They're burning all around
|
||||
7. |
I Can’t Let Go
03:11
|
|||
|
Wish I could turn away, run away, walk away
Wish I could burn it all down!
Wish I could fall in love, rise above , kick this drug
Baby I’m more lost than found!
I got thunder beating up my heart
I got wonder burning my soul
On the city street where my heart still beats
Shattered souls -burnt out goals
Makes me wanna rock n roll! &
Shout! Scream! Live my dream!
Baby are you friend? Are you foe?
Coz I try. Lord I tried!
But I can't let go
Wish I could fall in love, rise above, kick this drug
Wish I never knew how it feels
Wish I could turn away, run away, walk away
Baby to get to what’s real!
I got reasons burning in my veins
I got hunger right by my side
On the city street where my heart still beats
Shattered souls! Burnt out goals!
Makes me wanna rock n roll! &
Move! Groove! Win or lose!
I'll be wide eyed and starting to glow
Coz I try. Lord I tried!
And I can't let go
Everyday it’s just the same
I don't need this love
Imagination! Or real sound?
From the street From the towns!
I've known freedom.. I've no fortune
I've seen treason ..I've heard lies
On the city street where my heart still beats
Shattered souls! Burnt out goals!
Makes me wanna rock n roll! &
Hate! Fate! Listen mate!
From my head right to my toes
Coz I try. Lord I tried!
And I can't let go
Wish I could turn away, run away, walk away
Wish I could burn it all down!
|
||||
8. |
Heart of the Matter
03:37
|
|||
|
Heart of the Matter
Guns …… guns and wars
Jesus Christ it’s knocking on my door!
Refugees ……. running from the bombs into the seas
Operator ….. I got 50 cents
I gotta get thru to the President!
About the heart ….. of the matter
I'm running around this town torn and tattered
Stocks …. stocks and shares
Avarice and greed are everywhere
Operator….. I got 50 p
I gotta get thru to the BBC!
About the heart ….. of the matter
I'm running around this town torn and tattered
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah
! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Trolls and slurs .... go to hell you keyboard warriors!
Operator I'm turning grey!
I gotta …. I gotta have my say!
About the heart …. of the matter
I'm running around this town torn and tattered
About the heart …. of the matter
Love and peace and hope have all been shattered
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! YEAH! YEAH!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH !
|
||||
9. |
A Life Less Ordinary
04:29
|
|||
|
Billy was a dreamer
He came from Liverpool
He had no ties or reasons wise and he never went to school!
Tina was a dancer
From north of Birmingham
For pretty curls and wedding bells she couldn't give a damn!
They met up one chance Sunday in a bar in Coventry
From the welfare line and petty crime to a life less ordinary!
They headed down to London
Where he knew a man named Des
A little rat in a purple hat on illegal substances
He hooked them into Soho
In a club run by Jimmy the Queen
12 hour shifts and coke and spliffs
Well you know just what I mean!
18 months later they were burnt out on their knees
One last toke they quit the smoke
For a life less ordinary!
On across the skies
To a brand new prize
Coz in club land they became wiley foxes
They heard of vaults in Spain
Ill-gotten gains
All stuffed in safe deposit boxes!
Five million Euros later
In the port of Rotterdam
The little rat in the purple hat
Was cooking them up a plan!
He said “head out to Las Vegas …boy you could make a steal!”
“I know a man called one-eyed Dan and he works the roulette wheels”
Ten million dollars later
Singing like Presley!
With curled up lips they quit the strip
For a life less ordinary
Well across the sands
To a brand new plan
Heading west out to California
Billy knew a face
Out in cyberspace
They were gonna pull off the biggest ever con. Yeah!!
They siphoned off the lucre
When security was lax
From the dirty filthy corporates who refused to pay their tax
Now the ill-gotten game brigade, the mob and the FBI were closing in on both of them
And boy! They were gonna die!
So they took out a full page advert LA Times page 43
“From the greedy to the needy we sent it all to charity”
He hot-wired a Ford Mustang in a plot down by the sea
Time to quit this place. Cut to the chase.
In a lifeless ordinary!
“I've been wanting to do this for years!”
But the cops pulled them at the border
Locked the doors and threw away the keys
The deputy sheriff said “You ain't never gonna get out of the State Penitentiary”
But the judge and the jury agreed with their moral plea
For ringing the truth
They let them loose
To a life less ordinary
|
||||
10. |
Favourite State of Mind
03:56
|
|||
|
I feel like a lonely heart
Stripped bare, naked, torn apart
From the things I love
Pushed round baby
I've been shoved
Stabbed in the back
Walking around like a heart attack! Oh my!
Oh the daily grind
Come on … come on … come on ….. to my ….
To my favourite state of mind
When I leave this world behind
It's so desperate … it's divine
It’s Gonna love me!
It’s gonna hold me!
It’s gonna rip me and control me!
It’s gonna see me right on time!
Oh no! Well it's in my face
Eight o’clock this crazy place!
it's mad … Well it's mad as hell
Eight million souls in a prison cell!
Lost, found, gagged and bound
Money-hungry lover
Baby London Town
Oh my! Oh the daily grind!
Come on … come on … come on … to my …
To my favourite state of mind
When I leave this world behind
It's so desperate … it's divine
It’s Gonna love me!
It’s gonna hold me!
It’s gonna rip me and control me!
It’s gonna see me right on time!
Oh no! Don't it feel like tomorrow?
Gonna end up like today
Oh no! Gotta head full of sorrow on a cold lost winter’s day
Chorus rpt
FADE
|
||||
11. |
Famous
04:31
|
|||
|
Who wants to be famous?
A rock n roll star
Who wants to act shameless?
And prop up the bar
I'm Billy from Hull
You’re boring and dull
I'm Lucy from Rhyl
You can't buy a thrill!
Who wants to be Famous?
A star on the screen
Who wants to act shameless?
Do you know what I mean?
I'm Terry from Kent
Your washed up and spent
I'm Tina from Hythe
You’re barely alive!
We don't know what we're doing
Just trying to get a shoe-in
And trick you with our fake sincerities
If you could really hear us
It's all just smoke and mirrors
One big super plastic fantasy!
I'm Debbie your judge
“You should be on drugs “
I'm Harry the host
“I'm burnt out. I'm toast!”
Who wants to be famous?
A rock n roll star
|
||||
12. |
Dreams of Yesterday
06:51
|
|||
|
Sail on Saturday morning
Meet my friends down the line
I gotta get up to Soho
Gotta be there on time
Gonna buy me a record I've been dreaming of all week
Check it out read the sleeve notes
Hey the drummer wrote a song!
Gonna go see em Friday down at the Odeon
Where we queued up all last Sunday in the pouring rain
Now I've been spending fortunes
Down the years along the way
Still living for tomorrow
On dreams of yesterday
Heard The Jam in Soho Market
Saw The Clash in Acklam Hall
Bunking in down the Marquee
Man I gotta see it all!
Gotta play there once or twice down the years
Yeah I've been spending fortunes
Down the years along the way
Still living for tomorrow
On dreams of yesterday
Now I'm working for a living
Down at some factory
Guess you take what you’re given in this world you see
But they can't take away my memories
The Odeon's long seen a picture
Now the market’s an NCP
And they went and built some fancy restaurant
On the Wardour St Marquee
Now I've been spending fortunes
Down the years along the way
Still living for tomorrow
On dreams of yesterday
|
||||
If you like The Chords UK, you may also like:
Hits From 3000 Years Ago - Bonus Edition
by Squire
supported by 6 fans who also own “TAKE ON LIFE”
B R I T I S H Style. When you got it you're bloody lucky!!! Is it enough for a must have? i love it and I love the rest of the discography a got from bandcamp, the guys are great! as i use to say : fresh cool and true!
go to album
Get Ready To Go! - The Album
by Squire
supported by 6 fans who also own “TAKE ON LIFE”
When most of this was recorded I was a kid in the new wave era, discovering The Beatles and then Mod. All I Gotta Do especially, with its Beatles influence, reminds me of that time.
go to album
Get Smart! - Bonus Edition
by Squire
supported by 5 fans who also own “TAKE ON LIFE”
This L.P. came out the year I left school and I bought this as a 16 year old Mod kid. A real pleasure and an album I've not stopped listening to ever since. This copy was a gift for my son, who'd borrowed mine and had to have a copy for himself. Great lyrics and perfect melodies, which have always put Squire above many other bands as far as I'm concerned.
go to album
Hold The Door For Strangers
by Labrador
Philadelphia-based Labrador make unfussy and empathetic alt-country meant to sincerely bolster the downcast in times of strife.
go to album
Some Siren's Set List
by The Marbled Page
Punchy power pop with big riffs and classic Midwest emo-style vocals from Chicago's The Marbled Page.
go to album
Frantic Semantic EP
by Grow Rich
Fuzzy and swirling shoegaze soundscapes from Indonesia full of emotion and DIY spirit.
go to album
Window Shopping (Album)
by The B-Team
supported by 5 fans who also own “TAKE ON LIFE”
go to album
