SPANDAU BALLET
The Singles Lyrics Sheet
(All songs written by and Gary Kemp)
Soldier is turning
See him through white light
Running from strangers
See you in the valley
War upon war
Heat upon heat
To cut a long story short I lost my mind
Sitting on a park bench
Years away from fighting
To cut a long story short I lost my mind
Standing in the dark
I was waiting for the man to come
I am beautiful and clean
And so very, very young
To be standing in the street
To be taken by someone
Standing in the dark
I was waiting for the man to come
I am beautiful and clean
And so very, very young
To be standing in the street
To be taken by someone
Questions, questions
Give me no answers
That's all they ever give me
Questions, questions
'Oh look at the strange boy
He finds it hard existing'
To cut a long story short I lost my M-I-N-D
©1980 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Blue sing la lune, sing lagoon
These visions are making me stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more time
I'll cancel my train once again
Destiny give me a day
Erogenous zones win again
©1981 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
We're building fires that will burn until morning
The smell of books and hot stone surround us
Tough is the leather that's strapped to my skin
Strong are the bonds that we make
We feel the steam as it rises around us
Up from the soil that it's cracking it's back
Tough is the leather that's strapped to my skin
Strong are the bonds that we sing
Work 'til you're musclebound all night long
Work 'til you're musclebound all night long
Work 'til you're musclebound all night long
Work 'til you're musclebound all night long
Work 'til you're musclebound all night long
To hear a pulsing from chanter to mountain
Down through the vain and into the grain
Strong is the shoulder that moves to the time
Here is the land it can break
Ha! Strong is the leather that's strapped to my skin
Strong are the bonds that we sing…
©1981 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
I check the time, it's almost time
A curious smell, an intangible crime
I'm washing my clothes, but the stain still grows
Cover your eyes, the stain still shows
I feel the graze against my skin
I feel the graze against my skin
I know this feeling is a lie
I know this feeling is a lie
There's a guilt within my mind
There's a guilt within my mind
I know this feeling is a lie
I know this feeling is a lie
I don't need this pressure on
I don't need this pressure on
I don't need this pressure on
I don't need this pressure on
I don't need this pressure on
I don't need this pressure on
Oh I should question not ignore
Oh I should question not ignore
Songs are always buried deep
Songs are always buried deep
There's a lion in my arms there is motion in my arms
Oh I should question not ignore
I should believe and not ignore
I don't need this pressure on
You go down, down, down
Pass the talk of the town
You go down Greek street
Then it's underground
Well it's Soho life
For this mobile knife
It's the place to shoot
Friday night 'Beat Route'
©1981 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing. Ltd
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
I'm walking into studio
Consider strange appeal
Paint me in the home
I'm brushing up on sketchbook
Designed for love unreal
Paint me in the home
Oil and skin you'll need to buy it
Consider what I mean
She sinks beneath the moving pictures
Prepare the brush for me
I'm craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
I'm soaking up the surface
Conceiving new idea
Paint me in the home
She's oiling up her subject
But all still life is here
Paint me in the home
All the boys with framed dimension
A cover up on lust
He'll take his pain and paint it over
Prepare the brush for me
I'm craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
©1981 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Instinction
Cheap bed, in the red
Sleep the words out of your head
Cold floor, nice and raw
Eat the meat that's on the floor
High tide, some disguise
Loving makes the cream taste nice
New shore, final score
Fresh demand, I'm wanting more
This might not last too long
So always take it
This might not last too long
So take it
Reasons, reasons were here from the start
It's my instinction, it's my instinction
Reasons, reasons are part of the art
It's my instinction, it's my instinction
You cry justify
But deep beneath the feelings lie
Photo, looking old
Memory makes the day feel cold
They've gone, sing your song
Walk the flow, ah, too slow
Post boom, second doom
Stealing cake to eat the moon
This might not last too long
So always take it
This might not last too long
So take it
Reasons, reasons were here from the start
It's my instinction, it's my instinction
Reasons, reasons are part of the art
It's my instinction, it's my instinction
Stealing cake to eat the moon
©1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
She ran the risk from unity
Obsession dies alone with tragedy
She loved like diamond
She loved like diamond
And cut so hard
She died
A passion course that leads to pain
An acid taste that laced her soul again
She loved like diamond
She loved like diamond
And cut so hard
She died
Another path, I've run them all
The rain has cleared the stains, no trace at all
She loved like diamond
She loved like diamond
And cut so hard
She died
©1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Changing her colours she's off to the shore
She rides the soul train and he fights the law
There's power in his voice and it make her feel so sure
So live and let live in love
One day he'll build a statue with his hands
So gentle when he tries to understand
This subterfuge he never really planned
Now you're living in the lifeline
Exchanging their letters their exits begun
With deathless precision he's aiming his gun
A democracy of sorts that justifies the sum
So live and let die in love
Neither has a ghost of a chance
Those decisions only can be made once
You never really know just what you're giving
Till you're living in the lifeline
He could have built a statue with his hands
So gentle when he tries to understand
You never really know just what you're giving
Till you're living in the lifeline
So live and let live in love…
©1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Communication always leaves me incomplete
The grass is greener but it's grown beneath my feet
Love inspiration is a message on a wing
But I have left it in the words you'll never sing
Communication let me down
And I'm left here
Communication let me down
And I'm left here
Again
Telex or tell me but it's always second hand
I'm incognito but no rendez-vous been planned
Dictate or relay I could send it to your home
"Return to sender" I could sing it down the phone
I'm sitting by the telephone
Waiting for the bell to ring
Short changed fumble
Dial-a-heart trouble
And I ain't got time for searching through the rubble
Communication let me down
And I'm left here
Communication let me down
And I'm left here
Again
©1983 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
So true
Funny how it seems
Always in time
But never in line for dreams
Head over heels, when toe to toe
This is the sound of my soul, this is the sound
I bought a ticket to the world
But now I've come back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line
When I want the truth to be said
I know this much is true
With a thrill in my head
And a pill on my tongue
Dissolve the nerves that have just begun
Listening to Marvin all night long
This is the sound of my soul, this is the sound
Always slipping from my hands
Sand's a time of it's own
Take your seaside arms and write the next line
Oh I want the truth to be known
©1983 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Thank you for coming home
I'm sorry that the chairs are all worn
I left them here I could have sworn
These are my salad days
Slowly being eaten away
Just another Play For Today
Oh but I'm proud of you, but I'm proud of you
There's nothing left to make me feel small
Luck has left me standing so tall
Gold
Always believe in your soul
You've got the power to know
You're indestructible
Always believe in, because you are
Gold
Glad that you're bound to return
There's something I could have learned
You're indestructible, always believe in
After the rush has gone
I hope you find a little more time
Remember we were partners in crime
It's only two years ago
The man with the suit and the pace
You know that he was there on the case
Now he's in love with you, he's in love with you
And my love is like a high prison wall
But you could leave me standing so tall
Gold
Always believe in your soul
You've got the power to know
You're indestructible
Always believe in, because you are
Gold
Glad that you're bound to return
There's something I could have learned
You're indestructible, always believe in
©1983 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Laying in the afterglow,
I only want to learn what you know;
But now you're leaving
How many hearts must you break?
How many calls must I make?
But now you're leaving.
In this world, all that I choose has come unbearable.
But love is in your touch, Oh, it's killing me so much
Only when you leave, I'll need to love you
And when the action has all gone,
I'm just a little fool enough to need you,
Fool enough too long
Only when you leave, you'll leave in danger,
Oh, I'll make sure that you pay
So give a little passion to a stranger,
And take this soul away.
I only want to make things last,
So how could this have gone so fast;
And now you're leaving.
How many times must I learn
It's only when you've gone that I burn;
Now you're leaving.
In the end, all that is left has become unbearable.
It's hard to change your mind, so leave it all behind.
Only when you leave, I'll need to love you
And when the action has all gone,
I'm just a little fool enough to need you,
Fool enough too long
Only when you leave, you'll leave in danger,
Oh, I'll make sure that you pay
So give a little passion to a stranger,
And take this soul away.
Laying in the afterglow,
I only want to learn what you know;
But now you're leaving
How many hearts must you break?
How many calls must I make?
But now you're leaving.
In this world, all that I choose has come unbearable.
But love is in your touch, Oh, it's killing me so much
Only when you leave, I'll need to love you
And when the action has all gone,
I'm just a little fool enough to need you,
Fool enough too long
Only when you leave You'll leave in danger,
Oh, I'll make sure that you pay
So give a little passion to a stranger,
And take this soul away.
No, no, no, no
©1984 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
This is the song of little jo,
She's not the girl I used to know
Forever screaming all the day and night.
She used to be a diplomat,
But now she's down the Laundromat,
They washed her mind and now she finds it hard.
I know her name,
But now she never seems the same.
She don't talk to me,
Cause she can't take no sympathy.
Because she's highly strung,
Highly strung, she's undone
Highly strung
Highly strung, she's undone
She's stepping out upon the ledge,
She's got a gun against her head,
She's wired up to blow the power lines.
She's walking out upon the knife
She's take you to the edge of life
Just like the song, the pressures on again.
I know her name,
But now she never seems the same.
She don't talk to me,
Cause she can't take no sympathy
Because she's highly strung,
Highly strung, she's undone
Highly strung
Highly strung, she's undone
©1984 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Passion take the wind
And break me from this tie.
We're mortals on the earth
But god's up in the sky.
I haven't got a clue. I haven't got a thing
But what I give to you, is all that I could bring.
I'll give you all my time. That's everything to me
You know my only crime. Is this flight of fantasy
Because there's nothing else here for you
And just because it's easier than the truth
Oh, if there's nothing else that I can do
I'll fly for you
Because I've nothing else here for you
And just because it's easier than the truth
Oh, if there's nothing else that I can do
I'll fly for you
Passion take the wind
And break me from this tie.
We're mortals on the earth
But god's up in the sky.
I haven't got a clue
I haven't got a thing
But what I give to you
Is all that I could bring whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Because there's nothing else here for you
And just because it's easier than the truth
Oh, if there's nothing else that I can do
I'll fly for you
Because I've nothing else here for you
And just because it's easier than the truth
Oh, if there's nothing else that I can do
I'll fly for you, I'll fly for you, I'll fly
I'm just an average boy,
You're more than average, girl,
And when you sing to me
The shoo-bee-doo's you sing so well.
Oh, don't you know that when I'm under you
I'm overjoyed
Because there's nothing else here for you
And just because it's easier than the truth
Oh, if there's nothing else that I can do
I'll fly for you
Because I've nothing else here for you
And just because it's easier than the truth
Oh, if there's nothing else that I can do
I'll fly for you, I'll fly for you, I'll fly for you
I'll fly…
©1984 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
I don't have to be so wise,
You're just my fantasy,
And I will fantasize,
Something more or less to make things started,
We're the artisans,
And we've been crafted.
I wanna be your magical mystery
I wanna be your final history;
This is the news.
Nothings ever been so wild,
All that I get to do
Is what I give to you.
This is all about the circles we've found
And through the ups and downs
It goes round
Oh, I was just beginning to grow strong,
She was only eighteen summers long;
We were the news.
Round and round it goes,
And oh, don't you know,
This is the game that we came here for
Round and round it goes
And oh, don't you know
I don't have to be so wise,
You're just my fantasy,
And I will fantasize,
Something more or less to make things started,
We're the artisans,
And we've been crafted.
I wanna be your magical mystery
I wanna be your final history;
This is the news.
Round and round it goes,
And oh, don't you know,
This is the game that we came here for
Round and round it goes
And oh, don't you know
This is the game that we came here for
Round and round it goes,
And oh, don't you know,
This is the game that we came here for
Round and round it goes
And oh, don't you know
You're just my fantasy,
And I will fantasize
I wanna be your magical mystery
I wanna be your final history;
This is the news.
This is the news of my life
Oh, I was just beginning to grow strong,
She was only eighteen summers long;
We were the news.
We were the news
We were the news
Round and round it goes,
And oh, don't you know,
This is the game that we came here for
Round and round it goes
And oh, don't you know
Round and round it goes,
And oh, don't you know,
This is the game that we came here for
Round and round it goes
And oh, don't you know
Round and round it goes
©1984 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves.
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves.
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves.
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves.
So many people so many problems,
There in the pretty city lights where we've thrown it all away,
Well if life is here before my eyes
Then I find it hard to see
How the methods that we're told to use
Are gonna make us free,
Until then I say
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves.
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves.
All through the mystery, all through the heartache,
She's got the only single thing that I'll never throw away.
Oh if lightning strikes for the second time,
Will you come and pull me through?
It's a battle that we all must make
So show me what to do,
And you said
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves.
(We've got to fight for ourselves)
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves.
Well there's a feeling growing that is in this land
There's a soul that's burning and it's in your hand
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves,
Fight for ourselves
(Fight, Fight).
Oh, so many people so many problems
There in the pretty city lights where we've thrown it all away,
Well if life is here before my eyes
Then I find it hard to see
How the methods that we're told to use
Are gonna make us free,
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves
(We've got to fight for ourselves)
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves
Oh there's a feeling growing that is in this land
There's a soul that's burning and it's in your hand
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves,
Fight for ourselves
Fight for ourselves
We've got to fight for ourselves
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves
(Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves)
Everybody, we've got to fight for ourselves
(Fight, Fight).
Everybody, fight for ourselves
Everybody, fight for ourselves
(Everybody), we've got to fight for ourselves.
г1986 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Mother doesn't know where love has gone,
She says it must be youth that keeps us felling strong.
See it in her face that's turned to ice,
And when she smiles she shows the lines of sacrifice.
And now I know what they're saying as our sun begins to fade,
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades.
Father made my history,
He fought for what he thought would set us somehow free.
They taught me what to say in school,
I learned it off by heart but now that's torn in two.
And now I know what they're saying in the music of the parade,
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades.
Born on different sides of life,
But we feel the same and feel all of this strife,
So come to me when I'm asleep
And we'll cross the line and dance upon the streets.
And now I know what they're saying as the drums begin to fade,
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades.
Oh, turn around and I'll be there,
Well there's a scar right through my heart but I'll bare it again.
Oh, I thought we were the human race but we were just another borderline case,
And the stars reach down and tell us that there's always one escape.
Oh, I don't know were love has gone
And in this troubled land desperation keeps us strong.
Friday's child is full of soul,
With nothing left to lose there's everything to go.
And now I know what they're saying,
It's a terrible beauty we've made
So we make our love on wasteland and through the barricades
And now I know what they're saying as our hearts go to their graves
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades.
©1986 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Once there were times, once there were reasons filled with rhymes,
Everything shared, everything told.
You keep me so warm,
Protect me from all those mighty storms and dreams seem so old.
So look at us now, just look at us now,
With our hands on our hearts oh and lines on our brow.
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say "it's for the best"
And leave the truth as the casualty?
Do you read through the lines
Or believe the TV and 'the times'?
Where can we find more ways to see?
You strain on the truth
And make believe all when you cry wolf
And the lies you're giving me.
So look at us now, just look at us now,
With our hands on our hearts oh and lines on our brow.
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say "it's for the best"
And leave the truth as the casualty?
Oh, well the truth is hard so when they write the book
Fiction's what you wanna be,
Well it's your freedom of choice
But you know that lies are the cancer of democracy,
You've painted your face
And now you've tainted your words
And now your ready and armed with love
Well if your head is steady and your soul is ready we're going up above,
So whatever you wanna be
Just come on all along with me,
If there's truth in our hearts
Maybe we can break free.
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say "it's for the best"
And leave the truth as the casualty?
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say "it's for the best"
And leave the truth as the casualty?
How many times must we say "it's for the best"
And leave nothing, yeah.
©1986 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
I've been running round town for a new identity
I've been dreaming hot dreams of insecurity
I've been chasing my heart through the streets of my mind
I've been clinging to the bed the sweat is turning me blind
Well I'm plugging all the holes and sealing all the cracks
I'm like a galvanised nerve I just can't seem to relax
She's got fire on her breath and chilli on her lips
Teeth around her neck and she's got jazz on her hips
There's a flash in my brain like a shot from above
It's a strange idea of love.
Like a wolf at the door
Like a scratch of a claw
She says "Come on baby, I want it Raw!"
A wolf at the door
A scratch of a claw
"I want it Raw!"
Well I'm driving out of town I'm on the verge of a storm
I'm sucking my St. Christopher and trying to keep calm
A mambo mamma on the back of my heels
And this incantation can trap my wheels
There's a heat in my car there's a fog on my screen
I've never felt so scared never dreamt such a dream
There's a man on the corner preaching fire above
It's a strange idea of love
Like a wolf at the door
Like a scratch of a claw
She says "Come on baby, I want it Raw!"
A wolf at the door
A scratch of a claw
Like a wolf at the door
Like a scratch of a claw
She says "Come on baby, I want it Raw!"
A wolf at the door
A scratch of a claw
"I want it Raw!"
©1988 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Be free with your love, free with your love
Be free with your love, free with your love
Two young babes in a foreign land
Draw no milk from the dusty sand
Close their eyes from the night so cold
Feel the love in their mother's hold
Two old men on their different shores
Stretch the world with their tug of war
Tension pulls on a tightening cord
Spread your love over mans discord
Life's your reward
So sing it to your Lord
Be free with your love, free with your love now baby
Be free with your love, free with your love
Science stands on the threshold of life
Man could be cut by a blow of its knife
Time to live by a new resolution
In the spirit of loves evolution
Two young girls shining in the sun
Feel your pain but they dance for everyone
Beauty lives in their innocent glow
Things so dear should be free to let grow
So let your heart flow
And sing it to your soul
Be free with your love, free with your love now baby
Be free with your love, free with your love
Be free with your love
Two young girls shining in the sun
Feel your pain but they dance for everyone
Be free with your love
©1989 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
We stand alone
Warmed by the light that reflects in your eyes
I feel inside an emotional storm
And a heart like a sky
This moment takes me to somewhere unknown
And what I'm feeling is thrilled to the bone
Been chasing rainbows all my life
Now I know that was wrong
I've found the Gold deep in my soul
And I want to hang on
Just one look of encouragement
And what I have here is heaven sent
And hit from above
I just crashed into love
Crashed into love
And I'm feeling that when powers inside
When forces collide
This can't be denied
And now it hits me
Love overdrive
I try to stand my ground but can't contrive
These are the days that we'll think that we dreamed
For the rest of our lives
This moment takes me to somewhere unknown
And what I'm feeling is thrilled to the bone
And hit from above
I just crashed into love
Crashed into love
And I'm feeling that when powers inside
When forces collide
This can't be denied
I just crashed into love
Crashed into love
And I know that I was hit by surprise
Between open eyes
Emotions arise
And now we're living the June of our lives
In the heat of this day
We're on the eve of experience now
And nothing will take this away.
Just one look of encouragement
And what I have here is heaven sent
And sent from above
I just crashed into love
Crashed into love
And I'm feeling that when powers inside
When forces collide
This can't be denied
I just crashed into love
Crashed into love
And I know that I was hit by surprise
Between open eyes
Emotions arise
I just crashed into love.
©1989 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd
Once there were times love
When we could touch the air between
And out across this room
We'd feel the space with all our schemes
And if we'd just touch hands life would shine
With electric dreams
No matter how many miles
Nothing hurt long distance hearts
And there was always something there
That space could never keep apart
But now I know inside that something's died
When we're apart
All we have are
Empty spaces
It's not like we're building walls
Too hard to climb to make us blind
Its just so much numbing space
To hollow out the heart and mind
And I can hear echoes of ghosts of love
We left behind
I'll always love April
We fell in love and we planted seeds
But now we walk through fallen trees
And leaves are crushed beneath
And I will always live in Autumn
Now we're agreed
All we have are
Empty spaces
I thought this was meant to be
Our love had an energy
But only as time evolved
And all of our strengths dissolved
And we'll never feel the flame that burned so naked
Again.
I walk through Kentish Town
And all the rain, rain pouring down
So many people here
But space like this I've never found
And as I get back home and step inside
I realise all I have
All I have are
Empty spaces
©1989 Gary kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd