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Nite Crash e.p. Black
Nite Crash e.p. UK release date: February 12th 1996
Creation release code: crescd199
tracklist:
release notes: recorded in London, 1995
engineered by Richard "Digby" Smith and Paul Motion
mixed by Mark Freegard for 140dB
featuring Nick Moorbath (piano, hammond, rhodes) and Jeff Scantlebury (percussions)
designed at negativespace
See the girls coughing, looking underfed
When they go to sleep, they dream of being dead
I saw you in the corner, with a butcher's knife
Your boyfriend running round, looking for a midwife
Everyone's got the same disease, it's alright
Everybody lives down on their knees, it's alright
Bumped into a hunchback abuser
Said he made a million working on a cruiser
Do what he want and he don't get caught
He's looking at the moon but I'm an astronaut
Everyone looks when they see a crash, it's alright
Everybody needs just a little cash, it's alright
Evening daybreak, switchblade stomach ache
Gonna meet a man with a rattlesnake handshake
Walk around like I'm looking for an upgrade
Slipping through town like a penny in the arcade
And I will still remain, with the streets
And the cars and the deadbeats
And the bittersweet rain
And I will still be here, with these chores
Cleaning floors meeting bores
Doing everything the same
...I've been sat here for a long time
I wish I could say what's on my mind
You went away, what more can I say?
...Nothing in this world lasts forever!
And life will still remain, with the spires
And the bars, seeing stars
living a local fame
And I will still be here, on my feet
On the streets, distant beats
Making everything so clear
...You look so good in my memory
But you know I'll still long to be free
So glad I can say, it's better this way
...Nothing in this world lasts forever!
...I've been sat here for a long time
I wish I could say what's on my mind
So glad I can say, it's better this way
...Nothing in this world lasts forever!
Twist, crawl, always beggin' more
Never comprehendin'
Bite, brawl we had it all
It's never ending
Cheap blast, always coming last
Keep on pretendin'
Bad crash, it couldn't last
It's really endin'
I cannot be your master, pull your strings
I cannot be your servant, be your slave
Sly dance always in a trance
Bettin' I could getcha
Hey tease, every little sleaze
Couldn't forgetcha
Feel, touch reachin' out for lust
We're getting nowhere
Hot rush, nothing I can trust
It's getting nowhere
I cannot be your master, pull your strings
I cannot be your servant, be your slave
I cannot be your master, pull your strings
I cannot be your servant, be your slave
Be your slave
Be your slave
Be your slave
Be your slave.
When I was young, there was no game in the world
I couldn't win
Yesterday's gone, now I'm half a man trying to carry on
Well these shoes on my feet
Were made for walking
And these words in my mouth
Were meant for talking
Got this love in my heart
And it's burning
For the promise of tomorrow
Keeps returning
Days roll on by in the twinkling of an eye
Like Ronnie Lane
Yesterday's gone, you say my dice have all
Been rolled, ain't that a shame
Well these shoes on my feet were made for walking
And these words in my mouth were made for talking
And this love in my soul will stop me growin' old
For the promise of tomorrow keeps returning
Well these shoes on my feet
Were made for walking
And these words in my mouth
Were meant for talking
And this love in my soul
Will stop me growing old
But the promise of tomorrow
Keeps returning
Yeah!