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Invisible Confetti (2024)
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Cloud Cuckoo Land
1: Thinking about when everything made sense,
Back before the world practised self defence,
Looking out across a clear blue sky,
Did we ever stop to wonder why…
Ch: Here in cloud cuckoo land, it’s another sunny day,
We’re living it up in cloud cuckoo land,
It’s another sunny day…
2: Talking about a whole lot of nothing much,
Words fill the air like a lover‘s touch,
But every now and then an awkward silence falls,
A shadow of a doubt climbs the walls…
Ch: And here in cloud cuckoo land, it’s another sunny day,
We’re living it up in cloud cuckoo land,
It’s another sunny day…
M8: Invisible confetti, lying on the ground,
Leering like Tom Petty, a great wide open sound…
3: Dreaming about a song that never ends,
A moment when strangers turn to friends,
We never know what might lie ahead,
Life is all too short, we’re a long time dead…
Ch: Here in cloud cuckoo land, it’s another sunny day,
We’re living it up in cloud cuckoo land,
It’s another sunny day…
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Written by Neil Cossar/Clive Gregson
Back before the world practised self defence,
Looking out across a clear blue sky,
Did we ever stop to wonder why…
Ch: Here in cloud cuckoo land, it’s another sunny day,
We’re living it up in cloud cuckoo land,
It’s another sunny day…
2: Talking about a whole lot of nothing much,
Words fill the air like a lover‘s touch,
But every now and then an awkward silence falls,
A shadow of a doubt climbs the walls…
Ch: And here in cloud cuckoo land, it’s another sunny day,
We’re living it up in cloud cuckoo land,
It’s another sunny day…
M8: Invisible confetti, lying on the ground,
Leering like Tom Petty, a great wide open sound…
3: Dreaming about a song that never ends,
A moment when strangers turn to friends,
We never know what might lie ahead,
Life is all too short, we’re a long time dead…
Ch: Here in cloud cuckoo land, it’s another sunny day,
We’re living it up in cloud cuckoo land,
It’s another sunny day…
---
Written by Neil Cossar/Clive Gregson
Dangerous Girl
1: Sometimes she likes to drive on the wrong side of the road,
Sometimes she pays back some of the money she owes,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, a dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, dangerous girl to know…
2: She knows the Kama Sutra like I know the back of my hand,
She likes to try it all on a never ending one night stand,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, a dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, dangerous girl to know…
M8: She’s hiding in the trees, tropical disease, a menace to society,
She’s shooting from the hip, a one way trip,
She’s everything I want to be…
3: I keep my distance but she always finds me out,
And here’s me thinking she’s something I can live without,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, a dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, a dangerous girl to know…
Solo:
M8: She’s stirring up a brew, a sneak preview, a threat to humanity,
She’s muddying the water, gives no quarter,
She’s everything I want to be…
4: Sometimes she likes to drive on the wrong side of the road,
Sometimes she pays back some of the money she owes,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, dangerous girl to know,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, a dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, dangerous girl to know…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Sometimes she pays back some of the money she owes,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, a dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, dangerous girl to know…
2: She knows the Kama Sutra like I know the back of my hand,
She likes to try it all on a never ending one night stand,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, a dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, dangerous girl to know…
M8: She’s hiding in the trees, tropical disease, a menace to society,
She’s shooting from the hip, a one way trip,
She’s everything I want to be…
3: I keep my distance but she always finds me out,
And here’s me thinking she’s something I can live without,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, a dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, a dangerous girl to know…
Solo:
M8: She’s stirring up a brew, a sneak preview, a threat to humanity,
She’s muddying the water, gives no quarter,
She’s everything I want to be…
4: Sometimes she likes to drive on the wrong side of the road,
Sometimes she pays back some of the money she owes,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, dangerous girl to know,
She’s a dangerous girl to know, a dangerous girl to know,
A dangerous girl, dangerous girl to know…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Hollywood
V1: This town is never on TV, it’s like we don’t exist,
No one puts it in their GPS, they say this place is one to miss,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood…
V2: Another day in Hicksville rankles, I’d get the hell out if I could,
The weather’s down around my ankles, nothing happens here that’s good,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood…
M8: We could hang out with the superstars,
I could be their friend and commissar,
Steal from the minibar, clean out their supercars, they’ll see just who we are…
V3: We could chill with the Kardashians, when they’re back on their home ground,
You could help with their soft furnishings, I could help myself to what’s around,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood…
M8: They are gonna see some redneck fools,
Picking flies out of the swimming pool,
But here’s the breaking news, we two are way too cool to play by LA rules…
V4: Let’s get aboard the Greyhound bus, California’s not that hard to reach,
There’s a payday for the two of us,
You can get your teeth and tail gun bleached,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood…
Tag: Let’s go to Hollywood, let’s go to Hollywood, let’s go to Hollywood…
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Written by Neil Cossar/Nick Simpson
No one puts it in their GPS, they say this place is one to miss,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood…
V2: Another day in Hicksville rankles, I’d get the hell out if I could,
The weather’s down around my ankles, nothing happens here that’s good,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood…
M8: We could hang out with the superstars,
I could be their friend and commissar,
Steal from the minibar, clean out their supercars, they’ll see just who we are…
V3: We could chill with the Kardashians, when they’re back on their home ground,
You could help with their soft furnishings, I could help myself to what’s around,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood…
M8: They are gonna see some redneck fools,
Picking flies out of the swimming pool,
But here’s the breaking news, we two are way too cool to play by LA rules…
V4: Let’s get aboard the Greyhound bus, California’s not that hard to reach,
There’s a payday for the two of us,
You can get your teeth and tail gun bleached,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood,
If only we could dump this neighbourhood,
If only we could go to Hollywood…
Tag: Let’s go to Hollywood, let’s go to Hollywood, let’s go to Hollywood…
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Written by Neil Cossar/Nick Simpson
Angeltown
1: Well we live by the water,
And we drive everywhere,
Heaven knows what we’re smoking,
But you’re welcome to share…
2: We can meet in the middle,
Where the sun hits the sea,
When you catch the golden hour,
It’s the only place to be…
Ch: Ah, the boys are so pretty,
And the girls won’t let you down,
They’re the heart of the city,
Here in Angeltown…
3: We came here to hit the big time,
That didn’t go as we planned,
Tamara’s temping at some law firm,
I’m playing in a wedding band…
Ch: Ah, the boys are so pretty,
And the girls won’t let you down,
They’re the heart of the city,
Here in Angeltown…
Solo:
Ch: Ah, the boys are so pretty,
And the girls won’t let you down,
They’re the heart of the city,
Here in Angeltown,
Here in Angeltown,
Here in Angeltown…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
And we drive everywhere,
Heaven knows what we’re smoking,
But you’re welcome to share…
2: We can meet in the middle,
Where the sun hits the sea,
When you catch the golden hour,
It’s the only place to be…
Ch: Ah, the boys are so pretty,
And the girls won’t let you down,
They’re the heart of the city,
Here in Angeltown…
3: We came here to hit the big time,
That didn’t go as we planned,
Tamara’s temping at some law firm,
I’m playing in a wedding band…
Ch: Ah, the boys are so pretty,
And the girls won’t let you down,
They’re the heart of the city,
Here in Angeltown…
Solo:
Ch: Ah, the boys are so pretty,
And the girls won’t let you down,
They’re the heart of the city,
Here in Angeltown,
Here in Angeltown,
Here in Angeltown…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Weed
1: I was coming from the dealer with a pocketful of weed,
The man is always there in my hour of need,
And I ducked into a doorway as the blue and white rolled by,
Heaven knows I am such a lucky guy…
2: Down the high street, past the butchers, where the boozer lay in wait,
I walked through the hallowed portal to meet my fate,
In the corner by the jukebox, nursing half a pint of mild,
There she was, the original wild child…
Ch: Roll it right, pass it around, roll it right, pass it around…
3: There is nothing like the feeling when all the dots connect,
When you’re more than ready for what might come next,
In a world built on illusion, reality bites deep,
Caught between oblivious bliss and troubled sleep…
Ch: Roll it right, pass it around, roll it right, pass it around…
Solo:
4: While I still hold down the day job, while I still can make the rent,
It’s no one else’s business how my money’s spent,
There is life and there is living and all the places in between,
But you’ll never catch me in some loser’s dream…
Ch: Roll it right, pass it around, roll it right, pass it around,
Roll it right, pass it around, roll it right, pass it around…
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Written by Clive Gregson
The man is always there in my hour of need,
And I ducked into a doorway as the blue and white rolled by,
Heaven knows I am such a lucky guy…
2: Down the high street, past the butchers, where the boozer lay in wait,
I walked through the hallowed portal to meet my fate,
In the corner by the jukebox, nursing half a pint of mild,
There she was, the original wild child…
Ch: Roll it right, pass it around, roll it right, pass it around…
3: There is nothing like the feeling when all the dots connect,
When you’re more than ready for what might come next,
In a world built on illusion, reality bites deep,
Caught between oblivious bliss and troubled sleep…
Ch: Roll it right, pass it around, roll it right, pass it around…
Solo:
4: While I still hold down the day job, while I still can make the rent,
It’s no one else’s business how my money’s spent,
There is life and there is living and all the places in between,
But you’ll never catch me in some loser’s dream…
Ch: Roll it right, pass it around, roll it right, pass it around,
Roll it right, pass it around, roll it right, pass it around…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Susan's Back Drinking
1: Susan’s back drinking, she’s all in a mess,
She pitched up past midnight at our old address,
During proceedings she fell down the stairs,
Then treated assistance to a thousand yard stare,
Susan’s back drinking, Susan’s back drinking…
2: Susan’s back drinking, harder than before,
She’s hanging with wrong ‘uns, crashing on floors,
The family intervention went the way of all things,
She said we’re the reason she needed to drink,
Susan’s back drinking, Susan’s back drinking…
Solo:
3: Susan’s back drinking, let’s cut to the chase,
She only feels human when she’s off her face,
She’s wounded and torn down, medicating the scars,
There’s a way that things could be and the way that things are,
Susan’s back drinking, Susan’s back drinking,
Susan’s back drinking, Susan’s back drinking…
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Written by Clive Gregson
She pitched up past midnight at our old address,
During proceedings she fell down the stairs,
Then treated assistance to a thousand yard stare,
Susan’s back drinking, Susan’s back drinking…
2: Susan’s back drinking, harder than before,
She’s hanging with wrong ‘uns, crashing on floors,
The family intervention went the way of all things,
She said we’re the reason she needed to drink,
Susan’s back drinking, Susan’s back drinking…
Solo:
3: Susan’s back drinking, let’s cut to the chase,
She only feels human when she’s off her face,
She’s wounded and torn down, medicating the scars,
There’s a way that things could be and the way that things are,
Susan’s back drinking, Susan’s back drinking,
Susan’s back drinking, Susan’s back drinking…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Lightning On The Water
1: Lightning on the water, on the water, on the sea,
Lightning on the water, illuminating you and me…
2: I ask you how we’re doing, how we’re doing, what’s the plan?
You tell me that you’ll tell me when we get back on dry land…
M8: I just can’t take it any more,
That’s why I’m calling ship to shore…
3: The wind is blowing colder, blowing colder by the day,
I’m pulling for safe harbour while you’re pushing me away…
Solo:
M8: I just can’t take it any more,
That’s why I’m calling ship to shore…
4: We’re spinning round in circles, round in circles, endlessly,
We’re staring at each other, looking for a place to be…
5: Lightning on the water, on the water, on the sea,
Lightning on the water, illuminating you and me,
Illuminating you and me,
Illuminating you and me…
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Written by Clive Gregson
Lightning on the water, illuminating you and me…
2: I ask you how we’re doing, how we’re doing, what’s the plan?
You tell me that you’ll tell me when we get back on dry land…
M8: I just can’t take it any more,
That’s why I’m calling ship to shore…
3: The wind is blowing colder, blowing colder by the day,
I’m pulling for safe harbour while you’re pushing me away…
Solo:
M8: I just can’t take it any more,
That’s why I’m calling ship to shore…
4: We’re spinning round in circles, round in circles, endlessly,
We’re staring at each other, looking for a place to be…
5: Lightning on the water, on the water, on the sea,
Lightning on the water, illuminating you and me,
Illuminating you and me,
Illuminating you and me…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Meccano
1: In the still of the night, she is chipping away at my self control,
There’s nothing as fragile as love when you’re down in the hole,
Here in her suburban sprawl, I’m a human construction zone,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano…
2: Her motor is running, her radar is tuned to my frequency,
Hey eyes are like lasers, I shiver as she turns her gaze on me,
Here in her black marble halls, I’m not even skin and bone,
She pulls me apart like I’m made of Meccano…
CH: Meccano, Meccano, Meccano, Meccano,
Meccano, Meccano, Meccano…
3: I’m nothing but trouble, disguised as a pain in her derriere,
I come at the double when she wants to try out some plainer fare,
Here in her chambers, I worship the queen on her throne,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano…
Solo:
CH: Meccano, Meccano, Meccano, Meccano,
Meccano, Meccano, Meccano…
4: She’s cards on the table, a Derringer tucked up her sleeve,
Her heart says transmit but she’s only programmed to receive,
Here in her empire, I’m hemmed in but never alone,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
There’s nothing as fragile as love when you’re down in the hole,
Here in her suburban sprawl, I’m a human construction zone,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano…
2: Her motor is running, her radar is tuned to my frequency,
Hey eyes are like lasers, I shiver as she turns her gaze on me,
Here in her black marble halls, I’m not even skin and bone,
She pulls me apart like I’m made of Meccano…
CH: Meccano, Meccano, Meccano, Meccano,
Meccano, Meccano, Meccano…
3: I’m nothing but trouble, disguised as a pain in her derriere,
I come at the double when she wants to try out some plainer fare,
Here in her chambers, I worship the queen on her throne,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano…
Solo:
CH: Meccano, Meccano, Meccano, Meccano,
Meccano, Meccano, Meccano…
4: She’s cards on the table, a Derringer tucked up her sleeve,
Her heart says transmit but she’s only programmed to receive,
Here in her empire, I’m hemmed in but never alone,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano,
She pulls me apart like I’m made from Meccano…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Mary Rosa
1: Mary Rosa runs this shop,
There’s nothing here she hasn’t got,
From midi skirts to vintage knitted tank tops…
2: Mary Rosa knows her stuff,
Off the peg and off the cuff,
“This’ll fit your middle well enough”, she says…
M8: Open seven days a week,
When does she find the time to sleep?
Stitching, sewing, seaming all the hours she keeps…
3: Made to measure, all bespoke,
Workmanship beyond their jokes,
Nips out back to roll a cheeky smoke…
Solo 1:
Solo 2:
M8: The tax inspector stays away,
Doesn’t get the time of day,
Ducking, diving, Mary’s cash has gone astray…
4: Clientele not all the best,
Stooping blokes in old string vests,
Mary’s got assistance for the underdressed…
5: Mary Rosa runs this shop,
There’s nothing here she hasn’t got,
And she will go on sewing,
She will go on sewing,
Yeah, she will go on sewing till her heartbeat stops…
---
Written by Clive Gregson/Nick Simpson
There’s nothing here she hasn’t got,
From midi skirts to vintage knitted tank tops…
2: Mary Rosa knows her stuff,
Off the peg and off the cuff,
“This’ll fit your middle well enough”, she says…
M8: Open seven days a week,
When does she find the time to sleep?
Stitching, sewing, seaming all the hours she keeps…
3: Made to measure, all bespoke,
Workmanship beyond their jokes,
Nips out back to roll a cheeky smoke…
Solo 1:
Solo 2:
M8: The tax inspector stays away,
Doesn’t get the time of day,
Ducking, diving, Mary’s cash has gone astray…
4: Clientele not all the best,
Stooping blokes in old string vests,
Mary’s got assistance for the underdressed…
5: Mary Rosa runs this shop,
There’s nothing here she hasn’t got,
And she will go on sewing,
She will go on sewing,
Yeah, she will go on sewing till her heartbeat stops…
---
Written by Clive Gregson/Nick Simpson
Peace At Last
1: Peace at last, that’s all I ask,
Time to slip away, peace at last…
2: Night and day, I hope and pray,
A moment to myself, peace at last…
M8: All around the world, people with one voice,
Clamour for a break from the noise…
3: Life goes on, we tag along,
Wishing we could find peace at last
Solo:
M8: Creation went astray, crashed off the beaten track,
But surely any day, it’s coming back…
4: Peace at last, that‘s all I ask,
Time to slip away, peace at last,
Time to slip away, peace at last…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Time to slip away, peace at last…
2: Night and day, I hope and pray,
A moment to myself, peace at last…
M8: All around the world, people with one voice,
Clamour for a break from the noise…
3: Life goes on, we tag along,
Wishing we could find peace at last
Solo:
M8: Creation went astray, crashed off the beaten track,
But surely any day, it’s coming back…
4: Peace at last, that‘s all I ask,
Time to slip away, peace at last,
Time to slip away, peace at last…
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Where Love Lived
1: Tear up the script,
Pull down the house, break all the rules, oh, oh,
Till all that remains,
Is heartache in frames, where once there were jewels, oh oh..
Ch: Where love, love lived,
Where love, love lived…
M8: Time after time after time after time after time,
Time after time after time after time after time,
Time after time after time after time after time,
We tried, oh how we tried…
2: You’ll start again,
And I’ll make believe that I will too, oh oh,
Maybe one day we’ll meet,
Somewhere on a street that we once both knew, oh oh…
Ch: Where love, love lived,
Where love, love lived…
---
Written by Neil Cossar/Clive Gregson
Pull down the house, break all the rules, oh, oh,
Till all that remains,
Is heartache in frames, where once there were jewels, oh oh..
Ch: Where love, love lived,
Where love, love lived…
M8: Time after time after time after time after time,
Time after time after time after time after time,
Time after time after time after time after time,
We tried, oh how we tried…
2: You’ll start again,
And I’ll make believe that I will too, oh oh,
Maybe one day we’ll meet,
Somewhere on a street that we once both knew, oh oh…
Ch: Where love, love lived,
Where love, love lived…
---
Written by Neil Cossar/Clive Gregson
The Moon At Dawn
1: When you wake up in the morning,
Just for once why don’t you stay,
Why can we not be together,
For to greet the brand new day,
Watch the shadows on our pillows,
Chase the dark across the lawn,
Ah, while I’m forever constant,
You must be the moon at dawn...
2: Can we curl up under covers,
And pretend the night’s still here,
Can we not hold back the sunlight,
So you never disappear,
May my dreams be never ending,
Till I see you stretch and yawn,
But while I’m forever constant,
You must be the moon at dawn...
M/8: Oh, the night runs like a deep blue ocean,
Pouring out as far as I can see,
Oh, what have you done to warrant such devotion,
From me?....
3: So when you wake up in the morning,
Just this once why don’t you stay,
Oh, if we might be together,
This could be the perfect day,
How much longer must I open up my eyes to see you gone,
Ah, while I’m forever constant,
You must be the moon at dawn,
Shall I spend each waking hour,
Forgotten and forlorn,
For while I’m forever constant,
You must be the moon at dawn, the moon at dawn...
---
Written by Clive Gregson
Just for once why don’t you stay,
Why can we not be together,
For to greet the brand new day,
Watch the shadows on our pillows,
Chase the dark across the lawn,
Ah, while I’m forever constant,
You must be the moon at dawn...
2: Can we curl up under covers,
And pretend the night’s still here,
Can we not hold back the sunlight,
So you never disappear,
May my dreams be never ending,
Till I see you stretch and yawn,
But while I’m forever constant,
You must be the moon at dawn...
M/8: Oh, the night runs like a deep blue ocean,
Pouring out as far as I can see,
Oh, what have you done to warrant such devotion,
From me?....
3: So when you wake up in the morning,
Just this once why don’t you stay,
Oh, if we might be together,
This could be the perfect day,
How much longer must I open up my eyes to see you gone,
Ah, while I’m forever constant,
You must be the moon at dawn,
Shall I spend each waking hour,
Forgotten and forlorn,
For while I’m forever constant,
You must be the moon at dawn, the moon at dawn...
---
Written by Clive Gregson
I Take You With Me
1: I take you with me everywhere I go,
You’re in the wind when I hit the road,
I take you with me everywhere I go…
2: I take you with me every step I take,
You’re the motion in each move I make,
I take you with me every step I take…
M8: You and I will always be together when the day is done,
You and I will always be as one…
3 I take you with me when I’m far away,
You’re part of me, in my DNA,
I take you with me when I’m far away…
Solo:
M8: You and I will always be together when the day is done,
You and I will always be as one…
4: I take you with me everywhere I go,
You’re in the wind when I hit the road,
I take you with me everywhere I go,
I take you with me everywhere I go…
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Written by Clive Gregson
You’re in the wind when I hit the road,
I take you with me everywhere I go…
2: I take you with me every step I take,
You’re the motion in each move I make,
I take you with me every step I take…
M8: You and I will always be together when the day is done,
You and I will always be as one…
3 I take you with me when I’m far away,
You’re part of me, in my DNA,
I take you with me when I’m far away…
Solo:
M8: You and I will always be together when the day is done,
You and I will always be as one…
4: I take you with me everywhere I go,
You’re in the wind when I hit the road,
I take you with me everywhere I go,
I take you with me everywhere I go…
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Written by Clive Gregson