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Jealousy Now’s the time you’re leaving you got to do what you got to do When you come in from the cold I’ll still be warm for you And I won’t be bending backwards like you never done for me When you look at what’s left inside You’ve only got your jealousy It’s wearing me thin, all this trying to please I’m looking within and I can see for miles And I’m trying to grin as I’m trying to please I keep looking within, you know I can still see for miles Like a player in a show you never gonna wait around for what remains If you go and play your games of jealousy I don’t want to deal with that again It’s your jealousy baby You got to lose it From: The Waifs 1996 Copyright © The Waifs. 1992 - 2004 Back To Top Haircut This is more than a haircut, I'm wearing on my head, I thought I'd dye it red, But got it cut instead. And maybe I could send you, my long blond locks, cuz you're always after something baby, something I'm not. Chorus: I'm darker underneath, I'm darker by far, I'm as dark as hell, you know who you are. My Eyes, I always, I wished they were green, My skin is so damn brown, with the sun it don't seem. My fingernails I shoulda, stuck them on, the hair on my lip, I shoulda waxed it off. You know my lips could do with, a little more pout, the mole on my chin, I could do without. My cheek bones they never, set real high, I'll get some bone put in, the can take it from my thigh. I'm darker underneath, I'm darker by far, I'm as dark as hell, you know who you are. So now when I make love, I make love to myself, I dont' got no disease, so it's good for my health. I got my hands in my pants, down my Calvin Kleins I don't need you no more baby, I can come every time Chorus So don't you ever show your face here again to make fun of my friends I'm glad I foung out, what you're all about, whenI finally fell down off my crown, when you went away you broke my heart left in my new white boots and my old guitar Chorus From: Sink or Swim 2001 Copyright © The Waifs. 1992 - 2004 Back To Top Lighthouse Lighthouse tall and grand Standing in a cold headland Shine your light across the sea for a wayward sailor boy like me Lighthouse man Guide the sailor back to land Steer my ship on through the storm Back to water safe and calm Sometimes I need a lighthouse for my own It gets so dark I can’t see which way I’m going Lighthouse man I’m all at sea Shine a little lighthouse light on me Lighthouse man can’t help us all Some are saved and some will fall He’ll show you where the danger lies But he can’t help if you capsize He’ll light your way but that is all Steer your own ship back to shore Won’t you light my lonely way back home This sea is full of misery and woe Woe betide those that say They don’t need no light to light their way The think they’re safe enough on their own Drown in murky depths below We all need a lighthouse of our own It gets so dark I can’t see which way I’m going Lighthouse man I’m all at sea Shine a little lighthouse light on me From: Up All Night - 2003 Copyright © The Waifs. 1992 - 2004 Back To Top Billy Jones Well we grew up together in an urban town Just me and Billy Jones always hanging around He was a Mumma’s little boy, he was an only child His clothes were always neat and his hair carefully styled All the games we’d play I couldn’t understand why I’d have to play the groom and let Billy be the bride All those pretty dresses that he’s love to wear I’d wear a floppy hat Billy he’d put flowers in his hair He’d even wear my underwear and put flowers in his hair A few years later you know we kinda drifted apart My family moved south to make a new start I missed Billy, Mum said that was wrong Dad said ‘That boy just don’t know where he belongs’ Where does he belong? A few years later I was working in a bar It was smoky and dark, there was a blues man playing guitar When in walked a woman wearing emerald green With a voluptuous figure, she was beautiful and lean She was looking pretty mean A full martini shaken not stirred It was only until about after her third I started looking closely, man I should have known! It was my old friend; you guessed it, Billy Jones Oh my god Billy Jones! Oh shit Billy Jones! Tears filled our eyes as we began to speak He’d been living a lie, a life so discreet It made me feel sad to hear him say In a voice so sweet ‘Honey you can call me Jane’ As the night wore on we spoke of yesterday And how Billy has always known that he was gay I never knew how much a person could change From little Billy Jones to lean, luscious Jane Billy Jane Jones this comes from my heart I hope your nights are filled with a thousand stars But don’t waste your sweetness in the empty air ‘Cause you don’t know how cold and dark it is out there This is the ballad of Billy Jane Jones From: The Waifs 1996 Copyright © The Waifs. 1992 - 2004 Back To Top Intimate Now we are so intimate do you think we could ever part Though there’s little love left in it something seems to make it hard I’d like to stand up I’d like to stand up on my own But I fear that you will forever be my crutch Did I save myself or was I saved Though I knew it was killing me - I did it anyway When I think of all those years I led myself astray Knowing it was killing me – I did it anyway I see it all from the other side The prison walls around your minds These are the subtle scars I hide I’m looking in from the other side From: The Waifs 1996 Copyright © The Waifs. 1992 - 2004 Back To Top Up All Night Watched the sun sinking low Watched the moon rising slow Watched it move across the sky Till I saw the morning light Up all night Up all night Things just don’t seem right Lordy I think I might Stay up all night We were young long ago Now there’s ash where the fire glowed Cold and grey, black as night I’m waiting for the morning light Up all night Up all night Things just don’t seem right Lordy I think I might Stay up all night Watched the sun sinking low I watched the moon rising slow Watched it move across the sky Till I saw the morning light Up all night Up all night Things just don’t seem right Lordy I think I might Stay up all night Stay up all night From: Up All Night - 2003 Copyright © The Waifs. 1992 - 2004 Back To Top Three Down Three months on the road But I’ve still got four more to go There’s a full moon and it’s rising over Austin I can see a big old Texas flag flying in the wind I can’t sleep for all the bright lights of this cheap hotel This is some kind of hellhole I’m living in Three months on the road But I’ve still got four more to go Then I’m going home I got my sister crying at me “C’mon lets go downtown You spend all day in this hotel room just lazing around” So she takes me to a bar down on 6th street And she orders me to drink them down I got three under my belt Just four more to go Then I’m going home (Take me home!) Well we were driving out of Nashville and the clock it said 12am We’ve got a give hour drive to Jackson And no map to get us there We get lost somewhere off the parkway We have to stop and ask some guy who look like he don’t care I said we’ve been three hours on the road He said you’ve got four more to go Till’ you’ll be home Three under my belt But I’ve still got four more to go Then I’m going home Well I’ve been three months on the road But I’ve still got four more to go From: Up All Night - 2003 Copyright © The Waifs. 1992 - 2004 Back To Top |
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