The first word of the murder came from the grocer's sister whispered how they found them drowned just on the edge of town Ten year old Melissa Smothered with her brother The townsfolk made a bloody oath To track the killer down Jimmy was a slow one, kind of dumb a no-one They dragged him from his Mama's place though he screamed it wasn't him And by the flicker of their torches They watched him draw his last breath As he was swinging from the branches Some cheered and spit on him Rough justice never gives us back what we have lost It simply strips us of the future and pushes up the cost Rough justice is a weapon ought never to be used Rough justice needs a victim and the victim could be you Six months later there are two more children killed In the same way near Northam and the town it feels a chill For they know now Jimmy never Murdered those poor kids And there's many an unquiet heart For the awful thing they did Rough justice never gives us back what we have lost It simply strips us of the future and pushes up the cost Rough justice is a weapon ought never to be used Rough justice needs a victim and the victim could be you Now a vagrant up in Derby boasts he did the deeds Or so claims the cell-mate whom they promise will go free So they hang the crazy fella And calm it does descend Til six months later Albany There's two more dead again Rough justice never gives us back what we have lost It simply strips us of the future and pushes up the cost Rough justice is a weapon ought never to be used Rough justice needs a victim and the victim could be you

Stella was a good girl she made a few mistakes The biggest one of these was Joe Joe he was a boozer a brawler and a loser But he was Stella's Romeo Stella worked the diner to save a home deposit While Joe was in the barroom playing pool Stella stashed her savings back of the closet She was planning even then for kids and school Love isn't always a good thing Love can lead you astray There'll be times when you wish to God Love never came your way Joe found Stella's money and he blew it down the track Stella couldn't see through all her tears But she believed Joe when he said he'd make the money back And she kept believing every single year Love isn't always a good thing Love can lead you astray There'll be times when you wish to God Love never came your way One day a policeman came to Stella’s trailer Joe was wanted for burglary But Stella knew Joe he wasn't like that She wouldn't them take her man away And so she picked up Joey's hunting gun And shot the policeman dead before she realised what she done Stella went to prison washin' dishes With vicious girls on either side But she never blamed her Joseph she never had a cruel word Until last week she never ever cried They found her hanging above a story of how a million dollars had been won By Stella's fella Joe and there he was with his good-looking new girl on page one Love isn't always a good thing Love can lead you astray There'll be times when you wish to God Love never came your way.

You told me that my dreams Were far too grand for my poor means You told me starry nights were not for you You told me there's no pot of gold I just stopped by so you'd be told I'm no shooting star I'm shooting through I got a ticket for the noonday train So you don't have to worry hearing 'bout my dreams again And if I make it rich I'll send a post-card just for you Marked "I'm no shooting star I'm shooting through" I'm no shooting star I'm shooting through I wouldn't want to bore you with the things I aim to do So stay right here and find that guy Who never looks up to the sky You told me that the time you spent With me was just a waste You said I was a man just born to lose You said a shooting star was simply Not what you required But I'm no shooting star I'm shooting through I got a ticket for the noonday train So you don't have to worry hearing ‘bout my dreams again And if I make it rich I'll send a post-card just for you marked "I'm no shooting star I'm shooting through" I’m no shooting star I just shot through.

I kissed first in Athens smelled ouzo on her breath She left me in ruins in Delos so bereft It was a famous summer thinking I had romance beat But our lover affair was short as it was sweet. And I know that I loved you so much more than you loved me And that’s the most important fact I learned on my Grecian odyssey. We hooked up on a ferry sailed Rhodes across to Crete All curls n sunglasses red sandals on her feet Pledged my heart on Santorini by the Dancing Donkey’s door Course every sign she might be danger I ignored And I know that I loved you so much more than you loved me And that’s the most important fact I learned on my Grecian odyssey. I caught a glimpse of you in London on a quiet Mayfair street But I couldn’t move towards you nor retreat I was frozen by the memory of that summer in the sun So I savoured every second till you’d gone And I know that I loved you so much more than you loved me I don’t blame you that’s a fact you can’t change history And I will love you a thousand years from now Or back in deep antiquity And that’s the most important fact I learned on my Grecian odyssey.

We're rude crude home-brewed roll spit tobacco and chew boys Just bad, mad lads in a bar with a jar and a pool cue Low dollar blue collar laugh dance holler and handsome Be your friend amen to the end extend it and then some We're riggers and diggers and wheelers and dealers we're good guys Love our hogs and our dogs and our cars and the stars in the night sky And you know that you count on us When the chips are down we make the downs go up We're rude crewed home-brewed roll spit tobacco and chew boys. We're the feet on the beat of a street near you, The hands of the man who shapes and screws Drives the van of the band to Kalamazoo Five-star four-star three-star too And if you ever need a helping hand Or a little bit of understand You'll find it in the space on the bar beside the jar between those Rude crude home-brewed roll spit tobacco and chew boys. We're rude crude, home-brewed, roll spit tobacco and chew boys Just bad mad lads in a bar with a jar and a pool cue Low dollar, blue collar, laugh dance holler and handsome Be your friend amen to the end extend it and then some And rest assured that we will be deployed In every bar from Wichita to Illinois We're rude crewed, home brewed, roll spit tobacco and chew boys Just rude crewed home-brewed roll spit tobacco and chew boys.

I have travelled all around this dusty dirty land I have played in pits where fleas would not deign to land I have backed the striptease belles with an out of tune rock band There's only one thing keeps me goin’ one thing I understand And it's beer beer beer, beer most every night Not a crisp well-rounded red and not a fruity white But a tankard of the frothy brew that's a workin man's delight Beer beer beer beer beer Well southern boys drink bourbon and Ivan mashed-potate I've tried em I've imbibed 'em but I hate to deviate From the straight and narrow path implied by those words I long to hear Beer beer beer beer and beer and beer And it's beer beer beer, beer most every night Not a crisp well-rounded red and not a fruity white But a tankard of the frothy brew that's a workin man's delight Beer beer beer beer and beer Well learned European drinkers swear by almanac The Danes aka-vit the Arabs sweet arak In Iraq if you drink at all it's the automatic sack But there's more than one has risked the gun to crack a cold six-pack And it's beer beer beer, beer most every night Not a crisp well-rounded red and not a fruity white But a tankard of the frothy brew that's a workin man's delight Beer beer beer beer beer.

If there’s a place in your heart when the honky tonkin starts Look my way and I’ll be there to dance If there’s a chance you and me can be the way we used to be Just look my way before the honky tonkin starts And we’ll dance our differences away So when you’re in my arms you will hear me say That I love you with all my heart Just look my way before the honky tonkin starts If there’s a place in your street where the two of us can meet Whisper it to me when we are cheek to cheek And if perchance you should glance my way before the dance I’ll be there before the honky tonkin beat And we’ll dance our differences away So when you’re in my arms you will hear me say That I love you with all my heart Just look my way before the honky tonkin starts

Ever since we started datin’ I admit I've hesitated You've been very patient with this patient But there's a problem as you've guessed So sit right back as I confess Then decide how you'll apply the press I'm head over heels but I'm scared I won't heal where I've bled I've been hurt a lot of times When my heart's been on the line And I know I shouldn't think of that with you But I get a twinge each time you're near It's nine parts love but one part fear So now you've heard how will you treat me dear? I'm head over heels but I'm scared I won't heal where I've bled Help me nurse Help me sister Apply the ointment to my blister Apply the balm with your loving palms I'm head over heels And I feel you can heal where I've bled Any time we're not together I can't look at any other And you have said you feel the same way too But I'm haunted by the past I want to lose that fear but fast So can you show me the best place to start I'm head over heels but I'm scared I won't heal where I've bled Help me nurse Help me sister Apply the ointment to my blister Apply the balm with your loving palms I'm head over heels And I feel you can heal where I've bled I think that kiss just hit the spot Give this guy another shot I'm feeling good and so relaxed So give me more I'll pay you back It's strange to think that Iwas scared of that I'm head over heels And I've healed where I said I had bled.

Now that we've made it to the marina Now that we've a house a car a lawn and a budding ballerina I have one question that leaves me totally vexed Now that we've made it -what happens next? Now that you're on a comparable wage Now that we've both grown wise learned and sage Now that we've seen The Phantom and Cats Oh baby what happens next? What happens next what happens next What happened then was simple What's happening now is criminal You are my witch and I'm totally hexed So tell me baby what happens next We stare at our lawn we play the CD We have the same friends the same nights for tea We try everything to preserves our youth But baby where is the truth? The truth is we know life's passed us by We're too old to laugh and too young to die We owned the handbook but misread the text Oh baby what happens next.

Life’s a puzzle you won’t solve Life’s a woman you won’t involve Life’s a master that treats you cruel Until you learn this simple rule A man’s a fool who looks to money To lead him to true milk and honey He’ll spend his life to save his money To learn he can’t buy milk and honey I worked real hard I sold my youth To earn the bucks yet spurn the truth Thought paradise would come to me But all I gained was misery A man’s a fool who looks to money To lead him to true milk and honey He’ll spend his life to save his money To learn he can’t buy that milk and honey So life’s a bitch and life’s a beast Yet life’s a wedding and life’s a feast Life’s a puzzle so hard to piece Life’s a locked door but here’s the key A man’s a fool who looks to money To lead him to true milk and honey Only a woman can take him there But such a woman is oh so rare You’ll only find her if you have money Power or milk and honey.

Hey everybody come out to play It's crazy little Annie from down the way Hey everybody let's have some fun Crazy little Annie done got herself a gun Come on Damon come on Lisa Remember you compared my face to a pizza At the time I didn't see the humour Got me me sorer than a honeymooner Now all that stuff is all forgiven Mr Automatic's gonna take you straight to heaven Sticks and stones may break your bones But you'll have fun dancing with my gun With my gun Heh everybody why you cryin? There's nothin very scary ‘bout dyin I did it every day for all those years That crazy little Annie stuff ringing in my ears Now all that stuff is all forgiven Mr Automatic's gonna take you straight to heaven Sticks and stones may break your bones But you'll have fun dancing with my gun With my gun Come on guys get off the floor Ready or not on the count of four You got no reason to be afraid It's just crazy little Annie come out to play Just crazy little Annie on judgement day.

Sifting through my old record collection A pain shot through me as I thought of the days of my youth And sought the answer to this question With absolute truth: Was it any better then? Was it any better then? Girls were girls and men were men A wild night was a beer with friends But was it any better then? Was it really all that good? One TV in the neighbourhood Mumma yellin `will ya chop the wood’? Was it really all that good? Was it really such a buzz? Dancin to the Stones tauntin the fuzz Brown eyed beauties was it such a buzz? You bet your rockin oath it was It was better at a drive-in movie better than a video It was `fab’ just being ‘groovy’ With your headband and the Dead band on the one band of your radio Was it really better then? Levi lovers in a panel van Hendrix Zappa Janis Joplin - Christ it was exciting then Was it really such a buzz? Doin things just because No aids or herpes was that such a buzz? You bet your rockin oath it was It was better at a drive-in movie better than a video It was `fab’ just being ‘groovy’ With your headband and the Dead band on the one band of your radio Turn up the music radio turn down the lights turn back the clock We would be Romeos hanging from the window of the one EJ Everything tomorrow nothing ever yesterday And no we can't go back, ‘cept through the grooves of the record track We’ve got to bury yesterday; so when our children ask we say: Yes it was better then Girls were girls and men were men We did things just because Was it better? You bet your rockin oath it was.

Dirty windscreens heartache and beer I’m asked is it too much to adhere To the rules of fools as stubborn as mules Who ask me what I’m doing here Dirty windscreens heartache and beer I once led a fortunate life With a house a dog and a wife But the plans of that man are long buried in sands I make do with this new paradise My own Belvedere, no Paul Revere just Dirty windscreens heartache and beer And yes I know I must be a disappointment to you But I still pray on my driver-side pew As the towns fade oh so quickly from view One day you’ll be here But when I wake up there’s just more Dirty windscreens heartache and beer I once led a fortunate life With a house a dog and a wife But the plans of that man are long buried in sands I make do with this new paradise My own Belvedere, no Paul Revere A puppet with no puppeteer Just more and more and more Dirty windscreens heartache and beer