1.Sheffield： Sex City
Intake Manor Park The Wicker Norton Freshville Hackenthorpe
Shalesmoor Wombwell Catcliffe
Brincliffe Attercliffe Ecclesall Woodhouse Wybourn
Pitsmoor Badger Wincobank Crookes Walkley Broomhill Oh!
'I was only about eleven when this happened. We were living in a
big block of flats
with a central courtyard. All the bedroom windows opened onto
this court, and sometimes in
the middle of the night, in that building it sounded like a mass
orgy. I may have only
been eleven, but no-one had to tell me what all that moaning and
yelling was about. I'd
lie there mesmerised, listening to the first couple. Invariably,
they'd wake up other
couples, and like some kind of chain reaction, within minutes
the whole building was
fucking. I mean, have you ever heard other people fucking, and
really enjoying it？ It's a
marvellous sound. Not like in the movies, but when it's real.
It's such a happy, exciting
sound.'
The city is a woman
Bigger than any other
Oh, sophisticated lady
Yeah, I wanna be your lover (not your brother, not your mother,
yeah)
The sun rose from behind the gasometers at six-thirty a.m.
Crept through the gap in your curtains
And caressed your bare feet poking from beneath the floral
sheets.
I watched it flaking bits of varnish from your nails
Trying to work it's way up under the sheets.
Jesus! Even the sun's on heat today; the whole city getting
stiff in the building heat.
I just want to make contact with you
Oh that's all I wanna do
I just want to make contact with you
Oh that's all I wanna do Ow
Now I'm trying hard to meet her but the fares went up at seven
She is somewhere in the city somewhere watching television
Watching people being stupid, doing things she can't believe in
Love won't last 'til next installment
Ten o' clock on Tuesday evening
The world is going on outside, the night is gaping open wide
The wardrobe and the chest of drawers are telling her to go
outdoors
He should have been here by this time, he said that he'd be here
by nine
That guy is such a prick sometimes, I don't know why you bother,
really.
Oh babe oh I'm sorry
But I had to make love to every crack in the pavement and the
shop doorways
And the puddles of rain that reflected your face in my eyes.
The day didn't go too well.
Too many chocolates and cigarettes.
I kept thinking of you and almost walking into lamp-posts.
Why's it so hot？ (Peace garden!)
The air coming up to the boil; rubbing up against walls and
lamp-posts trying to get rid
of it.
Old women clack their tongues in the shade of crumbling concrete
bus shelters.
Dogs doing it in central reservations and causing multiple
pile-ups in the centre of town.
I didn't want to come here in the first place
But I've been sentenced to three years in the Housing Benefit
waiting room.
I must have lost your number in the all-night garage
And now I'm wandering up and down your street, calling you name,
in the rain
Whilst my shoes turn to sodden cardboard.
Where are you？
Where are you？ (I'm here!)
Where are you？ (I'm here!) Where are you？ (I'm here!) Where are
you？
That's all I wanna do.
I'm still trying hard to meet you, but it doesn't look like
happening
'cos the city's out to get me if I won't sleep with her this
evening
Though her buildings are impressive and her cul-de-sacs amazing
She's had too many lovers and I know you're out there waiting
And now she's getting into bed he's had his chance now it's too
late
The carpet's screaming for her soul, the darkness wants to eat
her whole
Tonight must be the night it ends
Tomorrow she will call her friends and go out on her own
somewhere
Who needs this shit anyway？
And listen I wandered the streets the whole night crying, trying
to pick up your scent
Writing messages on walls and the puddles of rain reflected your
face in my eyes.
We finally made it on a hill-top at four a.m.
The whole city is your jewellery-box; a million twinkling yellow
street lights.
Reach out and take what you want; you can have it all.
Gee it's so hot tonight!
I didn't think we were gonna make it.
It was so bad during the day, but now I'm snug and warm under an
eiderdown sky.
All the things we saw：
everyone on Park Hill came in unison at four-thirteen a.m. and
the whole block fell down.
The tobacconist caught fire, and everyone in the street died of
lung cancer.
The grunts from the T-reg Chevette; you bet, you bet, yeah you
bet. Mmmmm. Yeah.
All I wanna do is make contact with you. Tomorrow, are we gonna？
That's all I wanna do...
I was trying hard to meet her but the fares went up at seven
She was somewhere in the city somewhere watching television
Watching people being stupid doing things she can't believe in
Love won't last 'til next installment ten o'clock on Tuesday
evening
The world was going on outside
The night was waiting open wide
The wardrobe and the chest of drawers were telling her to go
outdoors
He should have been there by that time, he said that he'd be
there by nine
That guy is such a prick sometimes
Yeah Jesus!
Oh baby babe I wanna I wanted to tell you that there's nothing
There's nothing to worry about because we can we can we can we
can get it together oh yeah
Oh we got it together tonight yeah we made it.
2.Inside Susan
Susan catches the bus into town at ten-thirty a.m. She sits on
the back seat. She looks at
the man in front's head and thinks how his fat wrinkled neck is
like a large carrot
sticking out from the collar of his shirt. She adds up the
numbers on her bus ticket to
see if they make twenty-one, but they don't. Maybe she shouldn't
bother going to school at
all, then. Her friends will be in the yard with their arms
folded on their chests,
shielding their breasts to try and make them look bigger, whilst
the boys will be too busy
playing football to notice. The bus is waiting on the High
Street when suddenly it begins
to rain torrentially and it sounds like someone has emptied
about a million packets of
dried peas on top of the roof of the bus. 'What if it just keeps
raining,' she
thinks to herself, 'and it was just like being in an aquarium
except it was all the
shoppers and office-workers that were floating passed the window
instead of fish？'
She's still thinking about this when the bus goes passed
Caroline Lee's house where there
was a party last week. There were some German exchange students
there who were very
mature; they all ended up jumping out of the bedroom window. One
of them tried to get her
to kiss him on the stairs, so she kicked him. Later she was sick
because she drunk too
much cider. Caroline was drunk as well; she was pretending she
was married to a tall boy
in glasses, and she had to wear a polo-neck for three days
afterwards to cover up the
love-bite on her neck. By now the bus is going passed the
market. Outside is a man who
spends all day forcing felt-tip pens into people's hands and
then trying to make them pay
for them. She used to work in the pet shop, but she got sacked
for talking to boys when
she was supposed to be working. She wasn't too bothered though,
she hated the smell of the
rabbits anyway. 'Maybe this bus won't stop,' she thinks, 'and
I'll stay on
it until I'm old enough to go into pubs on my own. Or it could
drive me to a town where
people with black hair drink Special Brew and I can make lots of
money by charging fat old
men five pounds a time to look up my skirt. Oh, they'll be
queuing up to take me out to
dinner...' I suppose you think she's just a silly girl with
stupid ideas, but I
remember her in those days. They talk about people with a fire
within and all that stuff,
well, she had that alright. It's just that no-one dared to jump
into her fire; they would
have been consumed. Instead, they put her in a corner and let
her heat up the room,
warming their hands and backsides in front of her, and then
slagging her off around town.
No-one ever really got inside Susan, and, and, she always ended
up getting off the bus at
the terminus and then walking home.
3.Razzmatazz
The trouble with your brother, he's always sleeping with your
mother
And I know that your sister missed her time again this month
Am I talking too fast or are you just playing dumb？
If you want I can write it down
It should matter to you but aren't you the one with your
razzmatazz and the nights on the
town？
Oh-oh-oh Oh you knew it and you blew it didn't you babe？
I was lying when I asked you to stay now no-one's gonna care
If you don't call them when you said
And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed
And all those stupid little things they ain't working
No they aren't working at all oh
You started getting fatter three weeks after I left you
Now you're going with some kid looks like some bad comedian
Are you gonna go out, are you sitting at home eating boxes of
Milk Tray？
Watch TV on your own, aren't you the one with your razzmatazz
and your nights on the town？
Oh-oh-oh And your father wants to help you doesn't he babe？
But your mother wants to put you away
Now no-one's gonna care if you don't call them when you said
And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed
And all those stupid little things they ain't working
Oh they aren't working at all
Oh well I saw you at the doctor's waiting for a test
You tried to look like some kind of heiress but your face is
such a mess
And now you're going to a party and you're leaving on your own
Oh I'm sorry but didn't you say that things go better with a
little bit of razzamatazz？
Na na nana na na na... and now no-one's gonna care if you don't
call them when you said
And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed
Now it's half past ten in the evening and you wish that you were
dead
'cos all those stupid little things
No they ain't working, oh they aren't working at all.
4.Space
You said you wanted some space ...
Well is this enough for you？ ...
This is what you've waited for ...
No dust collecting in the corners ...
No cups of tea that got cold before you drank them ...
Tonight ... travelling at the speed of thought ...
We're going to escape into the stars ...
It doesn't matter if the lifts are out of order ...
Or the car won't start ...
We're rising up ... above the city ... over forests ... over
fields ...
Rivers and lakes ... into the clouds ... and up above us ...
The whole universe is shining a welcome ...
Did you ever really think this day would happen ...
After days trying to sell washing-machines on your own？ ...
It looked like we never left the ground ...
But we're weightless ... floating free ...
We can go wherever we want ... solar systems ... constellations
... galaxies ...
I'll race you to the nearest planet ...
How may times have you wished upon a star？ ...
Now you can touch it ... you can touch the stars ...
Go on ... don't be afraid ...
'I only wanted some space' ...
Well is this enough for you？ ... Is it ？ ...
Well the stars are bright ... but they don't give out any heat
...
The planets ... are lumps of rock ... floating in a vacuum ...
Yeah, space is cold ... when you're on your own ...
I think it's time to go home ... pulling my strings ...
Like a kite that flew too high ... and now it's time to come
down ...
Look out below ...
Wait 'til I get back ...
You can see something ...
You can see space ... but now I know ... it's O.K. ...
Space is O.K. ... but I'd rather ... I'd rather get my ...
I'd rather get my kicks down below ... oh yeah ... come on ...
5.Stacks
I saw you standing at the stop in your crochet halter top and
your sky-blue training bra
I know you're gonna go too far
You're driving all the boys insane down by the sports hall in
the rain
Chewing-gum, a navy dress, a purple shirt and all the rest
Oh there's stacks to do and there's stacks to see and there's
stacks to touch
And there's stacks to be, so many ways for you to spend your
time
Such a lot that I know／ that you've got ah-ah
I heard you let him touch too much on the back seat of the bus
Did you stay over at his place？
And did you do it？ Was he ace？
The world is bigger every day and you've always got something to
say
And you've always got somewhere to go
It's getting faster don't you know？
And there's stacks to do and there's stacks to see
And there's stacks to touch and there's stacks to be
So many ways for you to spend your time
Such a lot that I know that you've got ah-ah
Oh there's stacks to do and there's stacks to see
Oh yes stacks to touch and there's stacks to be
So many ways for you to spend your time
Such a lot that I know that you've got
Places to go and faces to kiss and boys to confuse
Are the boys good to miss？
There's so many ways for you to spend your time
Such a lot that I know that you've got yeah
I know that you've got oh I know that you've got
You got it!
6.Babies
Well it happened years ago when you lived on Stanhope Road.
We listened to your sister when she came home from school
'cos she was two years older and she had boys in her room.
We listened outside and heard her.
Alright. Well that was alright for a while but soon I wanted
more.
I want to see as well as hear and so I hid inside her wardrobe.
And she came round four and she was with some kid called David
from the garage up the road
I listened outside I heard her.
Alright. Oh I want to take you home.
I want to give you children. You might be my girlfriend, yeah.
When I saw you next day I really couldn't tell 'cos you might go
and tell your mother.
And so you went with Neve and Neve was coming on
And I thought I heard you laughing when his Mum and Dad were
gone.
I listened outside, I heard you. Alright. Oh I want to take you
home...etc.
Well I guess it couldn't last too long.
I came home one day and all her things were gone, I fell asleep
inside.
I never heard her come. And then she opened up her wardrobe and
I had to get it on.
Oh, listen we were on the bed when you came home, I heard you
stop outside the door.
I know you won't believe it's true, I only went with her 'cos
she looks like you.
Oh I want to take you home...etc.
7.O.U.(Gone Gone)
Ba bababa ba bababa ...
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
The night was ended
He needed her undressed
He said he loved her
She tried to look impressed
After the break-up
It's just something you do to stop the night-time from falling
down on you
The world is ending, the sky is falling down
She's at the station because she's leaving town
Oh you could stop her if you get out of bed
She wants to see you at least that's what she said
You've got a minute at the very most and she's gone gone gone
gone gone yes she's going
away
Oh yes she's going away
Oh yes she's going away, oh yes she's going away
And now it's over 'cos I just saw the end
I saw the credits, I turned around and then I saw her running
coming back to me
The sky exploded but I couldn't see
The world is ending, the sky is falling down
She's at the station because she's leaving town
Oh you could stop her if you get out of bed
She wants to see you at least that's what she said
You've got a minute at the very most and she's gone and she's
gone and she's gone
Oh yes she's going away
Ba bababa ba bababa ...
Yeah yeah yeah yeah ...
8.Styloroc(Nites Of Suburbia)
After many weeks in the wilderness we came upon a strange,
exotic life.
A land of happy hours where the skies are grey and the food
exceptionally greasy.
We drank strange brown liquids, and our stomachs swelled up like
balloons.
A thousand fake orgasms every night behind thick draylon
curtains.
They go on and on and on and on.
Oh! We sank back into long PVC sofas.
Outside dogs roamed the streets and the roof-tops, plus it would
rain
But now we've grown so fat we can no longer pass through the
door.
Stay we must, sprouting black hair beneath bry-nylon underwear.
Yes, you will stay; these nights of suburbia go on and on and on
and on and on and on and
on.
They go on and on and on and on and on and on and on.
Yeah, oh, I'm feeling greasy.
Oh, I can't hear you. Oh, you're fading away. Oh no. Oh...
9.59, Lyndhurst Grove
There's a picture by his first wife on the wall
Stripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hall
A stain from last week's party on the stairs
No one knows who made it or how it ever got there
They were dancing with children round their legs
Talking business, books and records, art and sex
All things being considered you'd call it a success
You wore your black dress oh-oh oh-oh...
He's an architect and such a lovely guy and he'll stay with you
until the day you die
And he'll give you everything you could desire
Oh well almost everything everything that he can buy
So you sometimes go out in the afternoon
Spend an hour with your lover in his bedroom hear old women
rolling trolleys down the road
Back to Lyndhurst Grove Lyndhurst Grove Oh.
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