Electric Landlady lyrics

(Kirsty MacColl/Marshall Crenshaw)

I'm nearly sober
And I can see the truth
I'm not immune to the sorrow that you put me through
All I ever wanted
Was a little more respect from you

I used to love you
But now I feel abused
I was a fool to be blind to the things you do
All I ever wanted
Was a little more respect from you

I'll never understand

(Kirsty MacColl/Johnny Marr)

Children of the revolution coming out to play
Bombers ripped the night apart and blew the school away
Some live on the south side and they overlook the water
Some live on the north side and they're looking at the border
And those children of the revolution see the soldiers come
Smiling at the widows as they take away the sons

(Kirsty MacColl/Mark E.Nevin)

I must have fallen on my feet
A hundred times or more
I heard the wind blow down the street
The knocking at the door
But there was no one there
Though I looked everywhere
So was it all a dream?

Oh Halloween

The spirits of the past
The costumes and the masks
The shipwrecks and the ghosts
From up and down the coast

(Kirsty MacColl/Jem Finer)

I couldn't hear him when he called to me
I couldn't hear him at all you see
He was down the road away from me
How could I know his answer?
I couldn't hear him 'though he shouted hard
I couldn't hear him in my own backyard
The trains were rattling by above
He never mentioned love

He may have held my hand
When we were walking down the street

(Kirsty MacColl/Pete Glenister)

I was born and I was bred
I was reared and I was fed
Moved into the neighbourhood
Where I was bad and I was good
I fixed things for people there
I took them out I don't know where
I coloured in their lives to give them outlines
I walked before I'll walk again
I'll walk along a line of men
And walk into the lion's den

(Kirsty MacColl)

Maybe it's imaginary, I'd like to know
What's the world coming to and where will it go?
The hole in the sky where the sunshine gets in
It dries up the land as it mucks up your skin
And I don't know why, who will reveal?
Maybe it's imaginary, maybe it's real
We wash all the food and we peel off the skin
But what is the point if it's poisoned within?

(Kirsty MacColl/Mark E.Nevin)

When I was just a child
My folks would drive me wild
They'd spy upon my every move
Until it drove me to despair
They told me what to wear
They told me not to cut my hair
But that's all over now
I had to tell them anyhow

It's my affair
Where I go and what I do
It's my affair oh yeah
It's my affair
It's up to me and not to you

(Kirsty MacColl/Pete Glenister)

All it took was the time it takes
To smoke a cigarette or jam on the brakes
I nearly had it in my hands and now it's gone
Am I complaining 'bout by luck again?
Well it seems to me I was the one
Stood moaning in the morning sun
And now it doesn't matter much wherever I may roam
I keep feeling, feeling my way home

Now you see me, now you don't

(Kirsty MacColl/Hamish MacColl)

With me in the valley you out on the hill
I can just see you if I close my eyes
Climbing those mountains I picture you still
I see your smile just as I saw the sunrise
This land is ancient it's built out of bones
At war with each other, the mother, the father
The sisters, the brothers, the daughters and sons

(kirsty maccoll/mark e.nevin)

Sometimes it feels like you will never win
Just when you’re ready to pack it all in
You tear it down and start over again
But I’m not down for the first time
Maybe I’ll always be the one and only girl for me

I never minded the rain on my face
I knew the sun lived in some other place
I had to go I just needed the space

(Kirsty MacColl/Johnny Marr)
Walking down Madison - I swear I never had a gun
No I never shot no-one - I was only having fun
Walking down Madison - swear I never had a gun
I was philosophizing some
Checking out the bums

See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes
But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary times, oh no

(Kirsty MacColl)

Darling
While the firelight is low
I'm disappearing
Like the last day of the snow
And really, it's better this way
We both know it's over
And we'll never pass this way again

Sunshine and the desert call to me
And you know moonshine
Makes you blind so you can't see at all
But whatever you feel
It may not be real