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That's Too Bad
(Gary's first ever single, 1978)
I look up and the camera eye is
Searching my room
The TV screen is calling me
But for what or whom?
Please, mister, do be careful
I'm so frgile
Maybe they'll let me down to
Speedy's place for a while
Oh, well that's too bad
I talk a lot, a sign of fear
I thought you should know
I can see pictures of me
Well they're so-so
I'll come on to the leader
Like I'm some hero
He'll laugh and raise his dying eyes
And then tell me to go
Oh, well that's too bad
1920 flashbacks
For an hour or more
Of crazy actors hiding
In the doorways top floor
Machines scream in anger
From a thousand dead ends
I turn my face, I crawl away
I look for a friend
Oh, well that's too bad
Oh! Didn't I Say
(B-side, 'That's Too Bad' single, 1978)
Hollow
Faces staring through my window
Sometimes
I can play a boy you might know
Station
Standing cold and old I'm insane
Gender
Is uncertain just like my name
The lemon kid is my friend
But even he don't know me well
That's too bad
Oh well the waiter is an old man
Who looks at me so sly and strange
What's on his mind?
Oh didn't I say I'm not one of you
Oh didn't I say I'm not one of you
Queenie
From a doorway says 'You got time?'
Panic
'Not tonight if you don't mind'
Oh no
My fear of streets I cower
Today
My room is home for hours
You can stay if you know your lines
But please take care I'll suck your mind
Dry
You'll never guess
And you can never know me
I'll change if I begin to feel
'What's your name?'
Zero hero says I'm no-one
He could be right but who's to know?
Uh, man from the sky...
Oh well I'm growing tired of this place
I think it's time to change my face
You can't even try
Oh didn't I say I'm not one of you
Oh didn't I say I'm not one of you
Oh didn't I say I'm not one of you
Oh didn't I say I'm not one of you
Do You Need The Service?
(B-side, 'Down In The Park' single, 1979)
Do you need the service
Do you need to call me daily
Do you have reasons for calling at all
Is something on your mind
Is something wrong I get the feeling
That you're laughing at my quiet surprise
My silhouette is changing
As I'm ageing by your window
And I focus on the light by your face
Call me the operator
Making comments 'He's so technical'
Or, 'I've absolutely nothing to do'
Recycle all my photographs
I'll leave a picture of the Queen
And no-one has to know I was there
Me I'm so ashamed
You're all connected to my number
And the conversation's only polite
I'll wear my old grey raincoat
Just in case your 'confidential'
Make up stories like 'The screen fades away'
Today it's in a taxi
By the station, and it's raining
And I wonder how they made it before
Bombers
(Single, 1978)
Look up I hear the scream of sirens on the wall
I see a policeman crying in the back seat of a dying ford
Hotel waiters leave the bedrooms of stars who are far too old
And no-one ever told me that I could be so cold
Bombers flight at zero
Feet, feet
Bombers flight at zero
I see an old man knocked to the ground and beaten by the vicar's wife
And no-one stops to help they're far too busy tring to save their own lives
A tiny girl screams for mother and wanders out into the street
I saw her go down underneath a thousand people's running feet
Bombers flight at zero
Feet, feet
Bombers flight at zero
All the junkies pulling needles from their arms and hope it lasts the night
All the soldiers curse the day they joined the army and prepare to fight
In silent bars, in silent rooms, in silent cars, you hide where you can
And me I know just where you are, you see, I'm a bomber man
Bombers flight at zero
Feet, feet
Bombers flight at zero
OD Receiver
(B-side, 'Bombers' single, 1978)
Heartbeat
I can't see you
Heartbeat
I can't hear you
I feel you pumping just beyond my door
I know exactly what
You've crawled her for
Cringe down lower
You're all dressed in grey
Me I'm still breathing
It's just not your day
I hear you whisper like an open grave
OD receiver I am all you crave
Your dying, crying, I can hear you fall
Your bony fingers pushing on my wall
OD receiver
I hear you screaming, well at least you try
Me, I'm stil smiling but I don't know why
I'd call a doctor if I had the time
But I'm so busy with this fix of mine
OD receiver
Blue Eyes
(B-side, 'Bombers' single, 1978)
Well you're pretty quick to say you love me
But I've met your kind before
So I took you twice on our first night
Well, I was never gonna trust you too far
I love your blue eyes
When you cry
I love your blue eyes
You tried to make me crawl far too soon
You should know me better by now
I didn't even feel like trying it with you
I knew that I could break you somehow
I love your blue eyes
When you cry
I love your blue eyes
Do You Need The Service?
(B-side, 'Down In The Park' single, 1979)
Do you need the service
Do you need to call me daily
Do you have reasons for calling at all
Is something on your mind
Is something wrong I get the feeling
That you're laughing at my quiet surprise
My silhouette is changing
As I'm ageing by your window
And I focus on the light by your face
Call me the operator
Making comments 'He's so technical'
Or, 'I've absolutely nothing to do'
Recycle all my photographs
I'll leave a picture of the Queen
And no-one has to know I was there
Me I'm so ashamed
You're all connected to my number
And the conversation's only polite
I'll wear my old grey raincoat
Just in case your 'confidential'
Make up stories like 'The screen fades away'
Today it's in a taxi
By the station, and it's raining
And I wonder how they made it before
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