The Business lyrics

A straw headed woman
and a barrel chested man.
A pocket full of posies
and a hat brim full of sand.
Ooh oo-oo-oh,
waiting for the train that never comes.

A dog chasing the tumbleweeds
across the sandy floor.
Adrift along the platform
through the ticket office door.

Ooh oo-oo-oh,
waiting for the train that never comes.
Ooh oo-oo-oh,
waiting for the train that never comes.

(No Lyrics - Instrumental)

Woohoo woohoo woohoo

Here comes an honest looking man
With his round face and his fat hands
See the news, there he is
With the answers to the last quiz

I can never know what I then knew
In a million years
I can never know what I used to
In a million tears

Turn it on we will see
Everything today
Me and you will lose
Our marbles on the way

I'll remember you forever

This is a tool

This cage is my home
And oh so alone am I
Am I am I am I

Don't burn me with your laser beam
It's pointed at you and tomorrow's dream

Er, excuse me mate
'Scuse me
'Scuse me
'Scuse me
'Scuse me mate

Yes, sonny

Someone's taken the cue from behind the eight ball

I have a feeling for you son
I know you think the battle's lost
and that your thoughts are on the run
and you'll never meet the cost

I have a feeling for you girl
and though you're walking in a storm
alone you may be cold
but together well be warm

And now the room is empty
and now the phone is cold
and as the hours are passing
so the day grows old
and as the light is fading

I cried all night just thinking of you
I wonder now what Im going to do
Since you left me for that friend of mine
Every second is just crying time
I cry cos my heart is in pain
I cry though I know its in vain
But knowing this I cry all the same
I wake at night Crying out your name

You said that you'd never leave
I never listened that you were a tease
People talk about me behind my back

In the earliest days of my shoplifting career,
You could safely say I was filled with fear.
It was nail biting work from the very start,
But several quick sucesses soon gave me heart.
After a while I could pick or nick with ease,
Some shirts some trousers and a few LPs.
No-one ever stopped me, they didn't seem to care.
It sometimes seemed to me that there was no-one there.

Its all Eggs Bacon Beans and a Fried Slice.

Did you see the one, yeah yeah,
The one they wrote in the paper just the other day,
well, well would you believe it,
Well what I said, they took it all the wrong way.
Now you've gotta be careful, 'bout what you say,
Cos they've got a bad habit
Were you reading in between the lines?
Or is that what I said?, now I just cant remember

I've been driving in my car
It's not quite a Jaguar
I bought it at Primrose Hill
From a bloke from Brazil

It was made in fifty-nine
In a factory by the Tyne

It says 'Morris' on the door
The GPO owned it before
I drive it for my job
The guvenor calls me a slob

But i don't really care
Give me some gas and the open air

It's a bit old but it's mine
I mend it in my spare time

I've saved a little bit of money from Christmas gone,
What with my Birthday nearly due,
I'm dressing up as Guy in the shopping arcade,
Have you a penny for a boy named blue ?

I've seen it advertised on TV shows,
Flashed up on the evening news,
My local M.P. said I should grin and bear it,
But I'd rather go and blow her fuse,

Right on, right off!
Right off, right on.
Right on, right off!

(Yoohoo, etc. Oh Hello. Hello.)

I read a brand new paper
About a man who had a thousand guns
Lived in the Southern States
Ran away from everyone
Felt it wasn't safe
Even in the Southern States

I read a brand new paper
Walking down my own street
The man with a thousand guns
Has taken to his feet
He felt it wasn't safe
Even in the Southern States

He thought that he might die

If you think there's something
If you think there's something
If you think there's something

I don't care what I look like
I don't care what you think
Because I know these things are not important
They're just material and ink

I like things comfortable
And I like things that look real good
I don't care about the cut, it is enough
If it's smooth and not too rough

If you think there's something

(City, city!)

(City!)

He is just a boy in the city
Dressed the same he's uniformly pretty
He knows it's the time
He can read the signs
He can really change
In the city

The best dressed boy in town he thinks it's funny
Half a dozen jobs makes his money
He's just a boy in the city
Friday night propels Walter Mitty
It's about time
He can read the signs
A night on the town
In the city

There is such confusion in my mind,
To play your illusion is so unkind,
I didn't know who you were this afternoon,
You said that it didn't matter and I'll see you soon.

Standing here in the rain,
Maybe the weather will change again,
Change again or stay the bleeding same.

How I met you in the first place I'll never know,
But now I think I know you you're telling me to go, ho, ho,

Inanity Over Christmas

Hello, everyone out there. This is Carl and the rest of Madness
We'd just like to bring you a bit of Christmas cheer
Please remember to keep a smile on your face till the New Year

Hello, this is Woody. And we've got a little song for you. Merry Christmas
1, 2, 3, 4

Hiya, Merry Christmas everyone, Mark here. I'm going to play a bit of bass for you now

Every morning at the break of dawn
Sleeping deeply next to me
To every evening as the sun goes down
Together we stay, together we'll stay

Nobody else to bring you down
Nobody else to be around
This time you're free
Nobody else to draw you away
Nobody else to take you away
This time just you and me

I'm so pleased that you waited for me
And I thought of you oh so much

I've never had much cause for worry
And I've not got a lot to say
You'll never find me in a hurry
Because I live my life day by day

People say that I'm crazy
But I'm not that way inclined
I know what I know and I'll happily show
That madness is all in the mind

Twenty-four hours is all that I care for
I believe that's the only way
Twenty-four hours is all that is needed

Wherever I go
What can I do
Im at a loose end since I split with you
Upped my best, tried hard to please
Now all i've got are my memories

hat will I do now, heaven knows
Find another I suppose
Now you say you dont want to know

What did I do
Where did I go wrong
Since you left its seemed so Low
We made a good pair
Everyone agrees
Now all I've got are my memories

What will I do now, heaven knows

Mistakes

It's not so easy to find out later
About the necessary knowledge for survival,
You think you know enough to get you through life
But find out too late of chances passed by.

An early start is not so important
But timing is most essential,
Opportunity gone is gone forever
You'll never know how much you could have been.

And once gone, gone forever
as You will find out to your cost

Please observe my continental alligator skin line shoulder bag
I've covered it in stickers from far and wide
And stuffed it full of suits and matching ties

I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land
And there's not a single person I can't understand
I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash
I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash

I wear a Panama on my Brilcremed hair

Hello Good Evening And Welcome

I've been down the high road towards the crossroads
To hear the sound thats buggin me.
Catchy little rhythms in music and rhyme, its that nutty sound you see.

Rhythm....

As I got nearer I heard it clearer , it started to affect my brain
Its that nutty rhythm that gets yout thinking your almost going insane.
I felt the greound shake,

Reaching up to press my best friend's bell
On my tiptoes
Whatever made me climb this side of hell
Oh, God only knows

Lifting up another catch and slipping through the blind
It's... it's so easy
Lighting up another match to see what I can find
It's... become so easy

But after a while
You can hear yourself breathe
What seems a long long while
You can feel yourself sealed

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum, she's so house-proud

Please don't go

I used to walk you home
Then walk back alone
As I remember
I just can't remember

I used to walk you home
Then walk back alone
As I remember
I just can't remember

I will admit that there were times
When I was rude and so unkind
But can't we kiss and make amends
Oh why oh why can't we be friends

When we were seen
It was like a dream
Always together
I thought forever

I didnt want to,
Leave you behind,
But your clothes werent stepping,
Into line.
Too much self pity,
Not enough nitty griity
And just when you were looking pretty
Pretty boring, pretty drab, out of date, colors bad,super suit looking sad.

You should know it stays the same.
No individuals things ever change.
But oif its new, its in the past.
Everything goes by so fast.

The sweetest girl in all the world
These eyes are for you only
The sweetest girl in all the world
These eyes are for you only
The sweetest girl in all the world
These words that die before me
The sweetest girl in all the world
These words that die before me

When we walk in the dark
I never can tell
When when we walk in the dark
I never can tell
It's just loving it
Ooh loving it

Now I've been here and I've been there
And I've been almost everywhere
There's not a thing I can't repair
Cos I'm Stan, Yes I am
The odd job man

I'm a tradesman, I know all the tricks
There's not a thing that I cannot fix
Beginners use my concrete mix
I'm Stan yes I am, The odd job man

Well, thats the way to do it
Just be as quick as a flash
Don't hang about
Just in and out

(No Lyrics - Instrumental)

Buster he sold the heat
with a rocksteady beat

An earthquake is erupting
but not in orange street
a ghost dance is preparing
you got to help us with your feet

If you're not in the mood to dance
step back grab yourself a seat
this may not be uptown Jamaica
but we promise you a treat

CHORUS:
Buster bowl me over
with you bogus dance
shuffle me off my feet
even if i kept on running

Whoa oh

Staggering home everybody sings
All the old songs the cockney routines
All the old women, all the young men
Try changing places then back again

Old man in the morning,
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights

Knock back the drinks , hitch up your skirt
Fall over backwords undo your shirt
Everyone shouting what a terrible state

Here they come again hop scotching up to my door
One by one again knockety knock knocking upon my floor
Swinging on my gate they gain entry by the yard
Pulling at my hair they scream paint your thoughts upon my card

But not tonight I've got studies to examine
Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men
A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam

(No Lyrics - Instrumental)

An insolent speck of youth
Being taken for a walk
So tightly by the ear
That he can hardly talk

Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in the old-fashioned way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run

A metropolitan marathon
Has been held today
But who you need to catch
Will be coming the other way

Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in any old way