Four To The Floor (with Carina Round)

It was warm when we met
She said "boy you'd regret it,
Should you ever leave my side."
It was cold when I split,
My heart had turned to shit
And I was having that trouble with my mind.
I said "girl I'll call you tomorrow."
She said "yeah, you & Benecio del Toro."
And your such a lucky girl
To have been a part of my sick world,
And I leave with no sickness or sorrow.

But oh if I ever missed a beat it was yours...
Oh if I ever missed a beat it was yours...
You're four to the floor.

We had a good groove together
Hey we shoulda known better
Than to think we coulda had more.
We got caught up in another song
And our hearts dragged us along
And now the tune just don't fit the chords.
You're cold facetious and shallow
And your head's to big to fit the gallows.
But there's something about your sound,
Opinionated, love out loud,
That made me fall and follow.

But oh if I ever missed a beat it was yours...
Oh if I ever missed a beat it was yours...
You're four to the floor.

Well I thought if I stayed then
We'd both get way laid
And our hearts & hopes would swallow us whole.
Yeah they may mock & joke
But they could never call us nervous folk,
Not for the way we chose to go on.
'Cos girl we could  beg, steal & borrow.
And drink like our legs have gone hollow.
And I'm such a lucky man
To have been the one to understand
I leave with no sickness or sorrow.

But oh if I ever missed a beat it was yours...
Oh if I ever missed a beat it was yours...
You're four to the floor.

Well I thought you were cool
But don't call me, I'll call you,
'Cos staying could be bad for our health.
We drank too much, smoked too much,
Got along and hoped too much
And didn't do that much of nothing else.
With all our begging and stealing
We didn't leave us much room for true feeling.
Well you messed up with this big girl
And now I'm outta your sick world,
But you could never get too much
Of yourself, now could you.

But oh if I ever missed a beat it was yours...
Oh if I ever missed a beat it was yours...
You're four to the floor.

 

The Feeling I've Been Waiting For

Well I'm indebted to another man
That keeps me feeling like I'm just a hired hand.
And there's some things I don't talk about,
Some things I don't understand,
Like why does he walk with his ass in his hands?

Now I'm taking my position
In a world that don't listen.
But I'm mapping an escape route,
Lacing up my big boots
And ready to rise from these tangled up lines.

'Cos there's a feeling I've been waiting for,
There's a feeling I've been waiting for...

And I've walked the long corridors,
Won the battles but not yet the wars.
But I smashed enough glasses,
Kicked enough asses and picked myself up
Off of too many floors.

To give in to the masses,
Or lay down in long grasses.
'Cos I'm all outta patience,
So get me to the station,
There's a ride I can make
That gets me up on the plate.
Yeah there's a feeling I've been waiting for,
There's a feeling I've been waiting for...

Well I don't know what your plans are
Or how far you're travelling,
But would you get to the point
Or to nearer what's happening.
I may miss the lesson
'Cos I'm not one for schooling,
I don't care what your game is
Or who you think you're fooling.

'Cos there's a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for...

 

A Quick Fix

Most of my time
I've been staring at the wrong page,
Maybe standing on the wrong stage,
For a lesson not found.
Yeah I still like to get low down,
Not a drunk you wanna be around.
Never willing to face up - or make up,
For that I'm renown,
Like a some kinda clown.

If I thought I could cheat each emotional need
Then I'd fake 'em all day,
'Cos they're free, of all consequences.
Maybe then I would get my release.

I'm second to none
When it comes to giving into my rage.
Always sounding out the same phrase - least ways,
That's what I'm figuring out.
I gotta find someone
That's not afraid to give it up to me.
I'm sick of being numb,
I got bite marks on my thumbs
And I'm sour in the mouth.
Always pacing the house.

If I thought I could cheat each emotional need
Then I'd fake 'em all day,
'Cos they're free, of all consequences.
Maybe then I would get my release.
Or instead - I'd get a slap round the head.
And wouldn't that be a sick twist?
On the way to my quick fix...
On the way to my quick fix...

 

Amongst The Old Reliables

If I walked through you like you just walked through me
The bearing of souls would be unnecessary
And if I looked at you like the ones you throw me
You'd file them away to hold against me

Enough is enough but never too much
The life of the confessor is no open book
Enough is enough but never too much
The life of the confessor is no open book

I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables
I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables

It's the mark of success, that we shared more or less
Makes it harder to take as our faces turn sour
For the times that we talked & the line we don't walk
You're just about the fastest way to spend an hour

You never let on & I can't read your mind
You must've seen me from afar & in better times
I didn't push it 'cos I knew it would come apart
I know that I blew it but, admittal's a kind of start.

 

Hairy On The Inside

The conclusions are forgone -
The weapon is in your mouth.
Your secret is mine at last -
This shit can't feel or crawl.
Your feeling that all things are sound -
Chase that from your mind.
You don't know, you don't know,
I don't care.
Bring me the head with the neck in tact -
Bring 'em alive to be exact.
Are you feeling like a man that's growing older -
D'you ever get too sick of looking over you shoulder.
Conclusions are forgone -
Conclusions are forgone,
I said, the conclusions are forgone....
That's right...

All rise, for the man with
The four letter, fuck you eyes.
Yeah, all rise....
You're like the brothers Gibb,
Just staying alive.
Are you gonna stay inside, stay inside?
Then give a good reason for your need to hide.
All rise...

Your worst's your best and you're hairy on the inside.

Conclusions are forgone, conclusions are forgone.
Life is too long, yeah life is too long.
But there's something about you now,
Staring at the power lines
Something about your life....
Bring me the head with the neck in tact.

Just fuckin' with you - regular words - just fuckin' with you.

 

Line 'Em Up

Were it not for you - were it not for I,
Were it not for a sorry hope hanging in a sorry sky.
Were it not for your designs on a golden fleece,
And were it not for your inability to make your peace.

You got me down - c'mon & kick me around.
You got me down - can you go another round?

Tell 'em all I've gone to pieces,
Tell 'em all I'm done.
Line 'em up and as the line increases,
Tell 'em all I'm done.

What I say to you, may not be what I say to you,
What I do for you, may not be what I do for you.
Yeah you got lines, you got lines to open doors,
But I got time, time enough to grow some claws.

 

This Bitter Life

If this bitter life is half a life,
Does my other share hang from a knife?
'Cos in my descent & this is it,
I've worn the teeth that once had bit.
But it's better than another man
That has it all to bare.
Yeah it's better than another man
That has it all to bare,
That has it all bare.
It goes on & on & on & on....
If a fuller life was still in sight
I'd hang it on the wall to dry.
'Cos this half a life's no dollar sign,
I'm not holding out for money's might.
And this bitter taste - I like.
Should have it all to waste - by rights.
There's no emergency - not quite.
It goes on & on & on & on....

 

It's A Wonder

I've been holding out for high hopes
Hanging around the goal posts
It's a wonder anything happened here at all
I've been looking for the hip kids
But they don't count for shit these days
It's wonder anything happened here at all

Oh... Where's the lesson?
Oh... Where's the lesson?

I spent no time with the misfits
Banging on their tin ribs
There was nothing gonna happen there at all
I've been listening to the long hairs
Slagging off their love affairs
There's nothing gonna happen there at all

Oh... Where's the lesson?
Oh... Where's the lesson?

I'm choking here, not laughing
Waiting for the happening
It'll be a wonder if it happens here at all
Still counting on the hip kids
Who won't count for shit in a place like this
It's a wonder it happens here at all

Oh... Where's the lesson?
Oh... Where's the lesson?

 

Haunted Country

You're more than I'll ever know of you
I'm less than I've been trying to throw at you
It seems that we're done before our time.
And mine's not the only proposal
It's left to your final disposal
Your decision is all I require.
For us, there's a life
Maybe the one you'd like
But better than the one we had
Yeah there's more than I'll ever show you
It's not true I wanna own you
Your freedom is all you require.

Oh you caught me by surprise
Didn't you catch me off guard?
Yeah you caught me by surprise
I'm the guy with his heart in the night
Come the morning, come the morning,
Who's right?

Now how did I ever fall
Mine's not the mind to fight it
I'm caught in the light that you shine
Oh yes, there's a time
You might know it in rhythm & rhyme
It's all over, all over my life.

It's not true I set you to fall
Why would I have caught you at all
And weren't you leaving this time?

Call me up later, catch me by the tail
Smile for me, for others it's free.
This is the life that I found
And it's good to have you around
I'm man enough, mad enough, mad enough, god knows...

Oh you caught me by surprise
Didn't you catch me off guard?
Yeah you caught me by surprise
I'm the guy with his heart in the night
Come the morning, come the morning,
Who's right?

Hold me now...
Or you could turn and run
Through all the rooms of this haunted country.

 

Crutch

She left the suitcase & the roller blades at the foot of the stairs,
The door was hanging open, I knew that she was gonna leave me this time.
It's not the first time - won't be the last time.
'Cos it's all that scene, yeah the same old game,
When you think you've seen it all you look away
And things have just remained the same.
Yeah the same old game.

I never saw her as my crutch,
She should hope I'd care that much.
If I'm out of line then she's out of touch...
Take a shot that's within your range,
She should hope that I'd ever change

I've had the know how & the say so from the start of the ride
I've used it & abused it,
But now I see the balance shifting sides.
My intent unkind? Not in my mind.

'Cos it's all that scene, yeah the same old game,
When you think you've seen it all you look away
And things have not remained the same.
Not the same old game.

 

How Long Was I Asleep?

I woke in time,
I've come to get what's mine.
You shine a light,
So where're you calling from?
'Cos you come in dreams
And I'm a big fan of deja vu,
This fits a theme
Is this the second time?

Did I wake in time?
Did you shine that light?
You're such a special one,
What's that, you're saying those words again.

How long was I asleep?
How long was I asleep?
Was I really beginning to sound so tired,
You say "look out boy you better mend your mind".
Lucky you came to save me this time,
How long was I asleep?

Was I really so tired?
I wonder what I'd done,
To earn the right
To become the needy one.
Alone in life -
Was I your only hope?
What's that you're talking about?
It's a song, it's a song, that's all.

Yes girl I am here.
Yes girl, yes girl I am here.

How long was I asleep?
How long, long, long, long, long was I asleep?
Do I always miss your emotional shifts?
Act as if I'm a perfect stranger.
Alone in dreams, asleep in life, always...
Was I really asleep?

How long was I asleep?
How long was I asleep?
Was I laying with ghosts when you moved the posts?
Am I never around when you need me most?
Will I ever give whatever it is....
How long was I asleep?

It didn't come from me, it must've come from you,
It didn't come from me, it must've come from you.
You're a gift - and I'm such a fool....

 

Give It Whole

Is it right, you're closer to the bone?
That's not the kind of thing you should do alone.
It's not a give away to shed it all.
It's all right, this time.

It's your soul fooling with your eyes,
But that's not the kind of thing you'd realise.
It's a cold & lonely wind that waits outside.
Is it right, this time?

I'm not the only patron at the station,
Yours aren't the kind of bags I'll carry home.
You could leave some to my own imagination,
Or give it to me whole, give it to me whole.

Tonight, you want for no-one else.
It's mighty big to say so, but keep it to yourself.
'Cos I'm not the one for patience, that I've shown.
Am I wrong? I don't know.

But I'm not the only patron at the station,
These aren't the kind of bags I'll carry home.
You could leave it to my own imagination,
Or give it to me whole, give it to me whole.

I'm swallowing the words that have been mine,
It's times like you that makes a body shine.
I don't feel it in so many other places
Take me to your side.

There's a sign, I take from no-one else,
I'm cut so very deep I'm wallowing in self.
I will be sorely disappointed should you go.
And I'm right, always.

The marathon of you is damaging my health,
But you're a source of inspiration & something else.

 

More Than Us

I stayed out of it too long
And how quickly you forgot
I went down to refresh
And just look now what I got

There's more than us.
Give me something I can trust.
There's more than us.

I have stood outside your house
I fear you in your comfort zone
I am the chicken-mouse
That still waits to stand alone.

There's more than us.
Give me something I can trust.
There's more than us.

I'm the stranger's oldest friend
Intact sole on a worn out shoe
There is a nervousness of what to say or do.

 

Satellites

Your satellites give out a lot information
Your mouth is such a hole
I'm learning more about my failing reputation
But I lay back and swallow whole

For I have been warned
I have been warned

I learned a lot throughout surmise & speculation
I don't tend to bark in my own home
I have cured the pain of my very own ambitions
Scarred middle finger plugs the holes

For I have been warned
Yeah, I have been warned

Yeah, your satellites give out a lot of information.
I won't deny you trained them well,
But for the most part you're very much mistaken
'Cos your mouth's such a fucking hole

 

Fisherman's Blues

Well I wish I was a fisherman tumblin' on the seas
Far away from dry land and its bitter memories
Said I wish I was the brakeman on a hurtlin' fevered train
Going headlong in the night and the land from where I came

Cause it's here in my heart
Lights up my soul
Who-hoo-hoo, yeah!

Yeah I wish I had the nerve to sing somebody else's song
But I have to find my own way and see where I belong
Cause it's not for the love or memory of the man it made me feel
That he could sing the greatest songs, yeah this is how I feel

Cause it's here in my heart
He lights up my soul
Who-hoo-hoo, yeah!

Said I wish I'd break these bonds - the bonds that hold me fast
As I light somebody else's stake but I'm never gonna last
Yeah I wish I was a fisherman tumblin' on the seas
Far away from dry land and it's bitter memories

Cause it's here in my heart
Lights up my soul
Who-hoo-hoo, yeah!

©2000 Miles Hunt (Miles Hunt Music/BMI Music)
except 'Fishermans Blues' originally by Mike Scott and
'Line 'Em Up' by Miles Hunt and Russ Hunt