First of all an article I picked up and edited, a magical piece of
journalism about one of the Stone Roses
gigs.
Secondly an article by some guy about when he first
heard the Roses, an experience I never had as I was born and conceived
listening to them.
They're awful screams some guy, well let's
hear what he has to say then, huh, he has no respect, but a valid point.
A sad description of the last few gigs
they did, but we'll always remember them as how they were originally.
And finally Stone Roses lyrics by the page full, oh i!
Take me back to the first
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Song: I Wanna Be Adored
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I don't have to sell my soul
He's already in me
I don't need to sell my soul
He's already in me
I wanna be adored
I wanna be adored
I don't have to sell my soul
He's already in me
I don't need to sell my soul
He's already in me
I wanna be adored
I wanna be adored
Adored
I wanna be adored
You adore me
You adore me
You adore me
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna be adored
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna be adored
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna be adored
I wanna
I wanna
I gotta be adored
I wanna be adored
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Song: She Bangs The Drums
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I can feel the earth begin to move
I hear my needle hit the groove
And spiral through another day
I hear my song begin to say
Kiss me where the sun don't shine
The past was yours
But the future's mine
You're all out of time
I don't feel too steady on my feet
I feel hollow I feel weak
Passion fruit and holy bread
Fill my guts and ease my head
Through the early morning sun
I can see her here she comes
She bangs the drums
Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel
How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel
How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel
How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
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Song: Elephant Stone
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Burst into heaven
Kiss in the cotton clouds
Arctic sheets and fields of wheat
I can't stop coming down
Your shrunken head
Looking down on me above
Send me home like an elephant stone
To smash my dream of love
Dreaming till the sun goes down
And night turns into day
Rooms are empty I've got plenty
You could move in right away
Seems like there's a hole
In my dreams
In my dreams
In my dreams
Down through the heavens
Choke on the cotton clouds
Arctic sheets and fields of wheat
I can't stop coming down
Your shrunken head
Looking down on me above
Send me home like an elephant stone
To smash my dream of love
Did your bed and bookshelf go
And run run run away
These four walls saw the rise and fall
And your midnight getaway
Seems like there's a hole
In my dreams
Or so it seems
Yet nothing means anything
Anymore
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Song: Waterfall
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Chimes sing Sunday morn
Today's the day she's sworn
To steal what she never could own
And race from this hole she calls home
Now you're at the wheel
Tell me how how does it feel
So good to have equalized
To lift up the lids of your eyes
As the miles they disappear
See land begin to clear
Free from the filth and the scum
This American satellite's won
She'll carry on through it all
She's a waterfall
She'll carry on through it all
She's a waterfall
See the steeple pine
The hills as old as time
Soon to be put to the test
To be whipped by the winds of the West
Stands on shifting sands
The scales held in her hands
The wind it just whips her and wails
And fills up her brigantine [these rickety]
sails
She'll carry on through it all
She's a waterfall
She'll carry on through it all
She's a waterfall
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Song: Don't Stop
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Don't stop
Isn't it funny how you shine
Don't stop
Isn't it funny how you shine
Here the sea spray give
I was with her
We're under the ship so get me over
Now that was me
Listen
Now she fishes now
Listen
There was no one out there we used
There is the news for me useless
Now so much waste
How we'll be teased
Don't stop
Isn't it funny how you shine
Don't stop
Isn't it funny how you shine
Won't you just ask me
You're an imbecile
What's the matter for everyone I feel
Pain blue singer
He's
Pain just a guitar
>From the top
I wake I steal look I feel loose
We're all here now who's the first
He's into my heart
He must
Be one of us
Don't stop
Isn't it funny how you shine
Don't stop
Isn't it funny how you shine
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Song: Bye Bye Badman
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Soak me to my skin
Will you drown me in your sea submission
Ends and I begin
Choke me smoke the air
In this citrus sucking sunshine I don't
Care you're not all there
Every backbone and heart you break
Will still come back for more
Submission ends it all
Here he come
Got no question got no love
I'm throwing stones at you man
I want you black and blue and
I'm gonna make you bleed
Gonna bring you down to your knees
Bye bye badman ooh bye bye
Choke me smoke the air
In this citrus sucking sunshine I don't
Care you're not all there
You've been bought and paid
You're a whore and a slave
Your dock's not a holy shrine
Come taste the end you're mine
Here he come
Got no question got no love
I'm throwing stones at you man
I want you black and blue and
I'm gonna make you bleed
Gonna bring you down to your knees
Bye bye badman ooh bye bye
I've got bad intention
I intend to
Knock you down
These stones I throw
Oh these French kisses
Are the only way I've found
I've got bad intention
I intend to knock you down
These stones I throw
Oh these French kisses
Are the only way I've found
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Song: (Song For My) Sugar Spun Sister
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Her hair
Soft drifted snow
Death white
I'd like to know
Why she hates
All that she does
But she gives
it all that she's got
Until the sky turns green
The grass is several shades of blue
Every member of parliament trips on glue
Until the sky turns green
And the grass is several shades of blue
Every member of parliament trips on glue
It takes all these things and all that time
Till my sugar spun sister's happy
With this love of mine
It'll take all these things and oh much
more
I've paid
For fifteen or more
But my guts
Can't take many more
My hands are stuck
To my jeans
And she knows she knows
What this must mean
She wakes up with the sun
She asks me what is all the fuss
As she gave me more than she thought she
should
She wakes up with the sun
I think what have I done
As I gave her more than I thought I would
At takes all these things and all that time
Till my sugar spun sister's happy
With this love of mine
Yeah yeah yeah the candy floss girl
The sticky fingered boy
Oh that sister of mine
Yeah
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Song: Made Of Stone
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Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
your final flight can't be delayed
No land just sky it's so serene
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt I love the scene
Sometimes I
Fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home
I'm standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style
And for as far as I can see
Tin twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies I love the scene
Sometimes I
Fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home
Sometimes I
Fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Are you made of stone
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Song: Shoot You Down
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You know it
You show it
And the time has come
To shoot you down
What a sound
When the day is done
And it all works out
I'd love to do it and you know you've always had it coming
You know it
You show it
And the time has come
To shoot you down
What a sound
When the day is done
And it all works out
I'd love to do it and you know you've always had it coming
I never wanted
The love that you showed me
It started to choke me
And how I wish I'd said
No too slow
I couldn't take
That too fast
I want you to know
You know it
You show it
But I can't back down
It's far too late
I can't wait
Now the time has come
It'll all work out
And when this
Thing is done
It'll leave no doubt
So when you've
Had your fun
Will you all walk out?
I'd love to do it and you know you've always
had it coming
I'd love to do it and you know you've always
had it coming
I'd love to do it and you know you've always
had it coming
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Song: This Is The One
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A girl consumed by fire
We all know her desire
From the plans that she has made
I had her on a promise
Immerse me in your splendor
All the plans that I have made
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
She's waited for
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
Oh this is the one
This is the one
She's waited for
I'd like to leave the country
For a month of Sundays
Burn the town where I was born
If only she'd believe me
Bellona belladonna
Burn me out or bring me home
And this is the one
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
She's waited for
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
Oh this is the one
This is the one
I've waited for
Oh this is the one
Oh this is the one
This is the one
I've waited for
This is the one
Oh this is the one
Oh this is the one
This is the one
I've waited for
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
Oh this is the one
This is the one
I've waited for
A merry goodbye //I'm really
Then I don't rhyme \\stretching here.
This is the one
This is the one
She's waited for
And this is the one
This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
She's waited for
And this is the one
Oh this is the one
Ah this is the one
This is the one
I've waited for
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Song: I Am The Resurrection
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Down down you bring me down
I hear you knocking down my
Door and I can't sleep at night
Your face it has no place
No room for you inside my
House I need to be alone
Don't waste your words I don't need
Anything from you
I don't care where you've been or
What you plan to do
Turn turn I wish you'd learn
There's a time and place for every
Thing I've got to get it through
Cut loose 'cause you're no use
I couldn't stand another
Second in your company
Don't waste your words I don't need
Anything from you
I don't care where you've been or
What you plan to do
Stone me why can't you see
You're a no one nowhere washed up
Baby who'd look better dead
Your tongue is far too long
I don't like the way it sucks and
Slurs upon my every word
Don't waste your words I don't need
Anything from you
I don't care where you've been or
What you plan to do
I am the resurrection and I am the life
I couldn't ever bring myself
To hate you as I'd
Like
I am the resurrection and I am the life
I couldn't ever bring myself
To hate you as I'd
Like
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Song: Begging You
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I'm begging you, I'm begging you.
The fly on the coachwheel told me that
he got it
and he knew what to do with it, everybody
saw it,
saw the dust that he made.
King bee in a frenzy, ready to blow,
got the horn good to go wait, oh his sting's
all gone,
now he's begging you, begging you.
Here is a warning, the sky will divide,
since I took of the lid now there's nowhere
to hide,
now I'm belling you, I'm begging you.
This is a mystery not to be solved,
but be minded, like minded, I'm gone, still
I'm with you,
I'm begging you, I'm begging you.
Give it over, give it over.
Give it over, give it over,
yeah I'm begging you, I'm begging you.
Give it over, give it over.
Give it over, give it over,
yeah I'm begging you, I'm begging you.
Weigh it and say it, is it all in a name,
does it call you or maul you and drive
you insane.
Can it make you remember, time is a place,
now I'm belling you, I'm begging you.
The fly on the coachwheel told me that he
got it
and he knew what to do with it, everybody
saw it,
saw the dust that he made.
Make all the dust that you can, make all
the dust that you can,
king bee in a frenzy ready to blow.
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Song: Breaking Into Heaven
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I've been casing your joint for the best
years of my life,
like the look of your stuff, outta sight.
When I'm hungry and when I'm cold,
when I'm having it rough, or just getting
old.
Listen up sweet child of mine, have I got
news for you,
nobody leaves this place alive, they'll
die and join the queue.
Better man the barricades, I'm coming in
tonight,
had a line of my dust, outta sight.
When I wander and when I roam,
I'll find a soul I can trust, I'm coming
home.
Listen up sweet child of mine, have I got
news for you,
nobody leaves this place alive, they'll
die and join the queue, sing it.
I'm, I'm gonna break right into heaven,
I can't wait anymore.
Heaven's gates won't hold me, I'll saw those
suckers down,
laughing loud at your locks when they hit
the ground.
Every icon in every town,
hear this, your number's up, I'm coming
round.
Listen up sweet child of mine, have I got
news for you,
nobody leaves this place alive, they'll
die and join the queue, sing it.
I'm, I'm gonna break right into heaven,
I can't wait anymore.
How many times will I have to tell you,
you don't have to wait to die,
you can have it all, any time you want
it,
yeah the kingdom's all inside.
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Song: Daybreak
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This is the daybreak, and this is the love
we make,
for love us the law here. You've got to
know how I love it,
yeah, it's more than a mover, you know
it takes all fast, all song,
stone cold wild. Bring the love in son,
brother, man, true nature child.
I think I'll sing it.
For Atlanta Georgia to Longsight Manchester,
everyone ready, so, so willing and able
yeah, yeah, yeah,
for the love you make, gn 'o sis' huh,
yeah, wooh!
She built it to make ya, we all love makers
ain't we?
Sister Rosa Lee Parks, love forever her
name in your heart,
forever in my heart, mm, yeah, woh, hey!
As I sing on this song, someone just got
rolled on, hey,
oh hey, yeah, wooh yeah.
New York City to Addis Ababababa,
keep on keeping strong, keep on keeping
on.
So why no stack for black on a radio station
in this, the city?
Been going on so long, level on the line,
I'm a leaf on the vine of time.
Black bones are the original bones,
and so this the whole wide world should
know, y'all.
I came to sing this song in your city.
Ooh, for the dreamers, one more for the
dreamers, yeah.
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Song: Driving South
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Driving south round midnight, man, I must
have been insane,
driving south round midnight in a howling
hurricane.
I stopped for an old man hitcher at a lonely
old crossroad,
he said, 'I'm going nowhere,
I'm only here to see if I can steal your
soul.'
'I'm not tryin' to make you, I don't want
to touch your skin,
I know all there is to know about you and
all your sins.
Well, you ain't too young or pretty and you sure as hell can't
sing,
any time you want to sell your soul,
I've got a toll-free number you can ring.'
Yeah, that's what I thought he said anyway.
'I'm not tryin' to make you, I don't want
to touch your skin,
I know all there is to know about you and
all your sins.
Well, you ain't too young or pretty and
you sure as hell can't sing,
any time you want to sell your soul,
I've got a toll-free number you can ring.'
O eight O O triple six, oh yeah.
O eight O O triple six, oh yeah.
I stopped for an old man old man hitcher
at a lonely old crossroad,
he said, 'I'm going nowhere,
I'm only here to see if I can steal your
soul.'
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Song: Fools Gold
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The gold road's sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen
days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
The gold road's sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen
days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
I'm no clown I won't back down
I don't need you to tell me what's going
down
Down down down down da down down down
Down down down down da down down down
I'm standing alone
I'm watching you all
I'm seeing you sinking
I'm standing alone
You're weighing the gold
I'm watching you sinking
Fool's gold
These boots weren't made for walking
The Marquis de Sade never made no boots
like these
Gold's just around the corner
Breakdown's coming up round the bend
Sometimes you have to try to get along dear
I know the truth and I know what you're
thinking
Down down down down da down down down
I'm standing alone
I'm watching you all
I'm seeing you sinking
I'm standing alone
You're weighing the gold
I'm watching you sinking
Fool's gold
Fool's gold
I'm standing alone
I'm watching you all
I'm seeing you sinking
I'm standing alone
You're weighing the gold
I'm watching you sinking
Fool's gold
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Song: Good Times
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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
I'll tell you my story man, I wish I'd
never been born.
I'm loose at the seams, I've broken my
dreams,
and my hand, it shakes the pen.
Come on, come on now, baby, let the good
times roll again, yeah.
Where did our sweet love go? Who stole away
our time?
Why do the stars above refuse to shine?
The harder I try to paint a picture of
the way it was back then,
the more I miss the good times, baby, let
it roll again.
Good times, baby, this is the time I need
to know that your love is mine,
love me up yeah, reel me in, I'm hooked,
line and sinker,
she's my heroin.
How many days have I been lying on my back
staring at the ceiling, girl, streching
on your rack?
The harder I try to paint a picture of
the way it was back then,
the more I miss the good times, baby, let
it roll again.
Good times, baby, this is the time I need
to know that your love is mine,
love me up yeah, reel me in, I'm hooked,
line and sinker,
she's my heroin.
Said I'm hooked now, I'm not fakin', I'm
here till the day I die.
Can't get enough now, my heart is aching,
I'm in to deep to stop.
All I want is those good times, baby, show
me a sign.
I need to know that your love is mine,
love me up yeah, yeah, reel me in, I'm
hooked, line and sinker,
she's my heroin.
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Song: How Do You Sleep
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I've seen your severed head at a banquet
for the dead,
all dressed up for dinner looked so fine.
You shining silver salver so tastefully
powdered
with the finest military quick lime.
Now try and picture this as I gave you a
kiss,
the apple in your mouth slipped in mine.
The orchestra played the sweetest serenade,
we laughed as we put away your wine.
So raise your glasses, here's a toast to
wasted lives.
May all their ghosts come back to haunt
you,
and tell you how they died.
How do you sleep? How do you last the night
and keep the dogs at bay?
How do you feel when you close your eyes,
and try and drift away?
Does it feel any better now?
Does it mean anymore when the angel of
death comes knock, knocking,
and banging at your door?
When all the fun was over, I put you on
my shoulder,
took you home, away from it all.
Shot down and claimed, mounted and framed,
tastefully hung upon my wall.
Are my dreams your nightmares? I hope they
all come true.
Get off your knees, the party's over, I'm
coming home to you.
How do you sleep? How do you last the night
and keep the dogs at bay?
How do you feel when you close your eyes,
and try and drift away?
Does it feel any better now?
Does it mean anymore when the angel of
death comes knock, knocking,
and banging at your door, at your door?
Mmm.
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Song: Love Spreads
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Love spreads her arms, waits there for
the nails,
I forgive you, boy, I will prevail.
Too much to take, some cross to bear,
I'm hiding in the trees with a picnic,
she's over there, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah.
She didn't scream, she didn't make a sound,
'I forgive you, boy,' but don't leave town.
Cold black skin, naked in the rain,
hammer flash in the lightning, they're
hurting her again.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
I have a dream, I've seen the light.
Don't put it out, say she's alright, yeah,
she's my sister.
She didn't scream, she didn't make a sound,
'I forgive you, boy,' but don't leave town.
Cold black skin, naked in the rain,
hammer flash in the lightning, they're
hurting her again.
Oh, oh,
ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
Let me put you in the picture, let me show
you what I mean,
the messiah is my sister, ain't no king,
man, she's my queen.
I have a dream, I've seen the light.
Don't put it out, say she's alright, yeah,
she's my sister.
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Song: Mersey Paradise
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River splashes against the rocks
And I scale the slope I hope the tracks
won't
Lead me down to dark black pits or
Places where we fall to bits
If she were there I'd hold her down
I'll push her under while she drowns and
Couldn't breathe and call for air
She doesn't care for my despair
Or is it me? Or the one that's wrong
You see it in the sea
River cool's where I belong
In my Mersey paradise
As I stare an oil wheel comes
Sailing by and I feel like
Growing fins and falling in
With the bricks, the bikes, the rusty tin
I
Swim along without a care
I'll eating sand when I need air you can
Bet your life I'll meet a Pike who'll
Wolf me down for tea tonight
I want to be (I want to be)
Where the drownings are (drownings are)
You see it in the sea
River cool's where I belong
In my Mersey paradise
I want to be (I want to be)
Where the drownings are (drownings are)
You see it in the sea
River cool's where I belong
Oh yeah
I want to be (I want to be)
Where the drownings are (drownings are)
You see it in the sea
River cool's where I belong
In my Mersey paradise
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Song: One Love
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Any time you want me
Any time at all
Any time you need me
All you gotta do is call
Any time you want me
Any time at all
Any time you need me
All you gotta do is call
I'm no dog or a dolphin
[I'm no dog, i'm a dolphin?]
I just don't live in the sea
You feel my flow and you flood my brain
Show me a vision you wild apparition
And sink to the depths of your soul
One love, we don't need another love
One love, one heart and one soul
We can have it all
Easy, easy do do do do do
Any time you want me
Any time at all
Any time you need me
All you gotta do is call
You put me one step clear of the chain gang
And two miles over the line
All the scenes I saw left me wanting more
Show me a vision you wild apparition
And sink to the depths of your soul
One love, we don't need another love
One love, one heart and one soul
Your fruit's in season
And these feet fall surely sound
And what goes up must come down
Turns into dust or turns into stone do
do do do...
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Song: Sally Cinnamon
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Until Sally I was never happy
I needed so much more
Rain clouds, oh they used to chase me
Down they would pour
Join my tears, allay my fears
Sent to me from heaven
Sally Cinnamon, you are my world
I pop pop pop blow blow bubble gum
You taste of Cherryade
There is something, hey, you must show
me
From what you are made
Sugar and spice
And all things nice
Sent to me from heaven
Sally Cinnamon, you are my world
Your eyes are gazing back from
Every little piece of glass
You seem to smile from every place
Sally Cinnamon, you are my world
Then I put the letter back in
The place where it was found
It's a pocket in a jacket
On a train in town
Sent to her from heaven
Sally Cinnamon, your whole world
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Song: Standing Here
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I'm standing on a hilltop
A hundred miles from home
I can see the light surrounds me
I want you to show me around
I'm standing here
I really don't think you know that
I'm in heaven when you smile
I'm drifting through the city
I'm swinging from a tree
I can touch, but you can't feel me
You hear me as you sleep
I'm standing here
I really don't think you know that
I'm in heaven when you smile
And I'm everywhere
I really don't think you know that
I'm in heaven when you smile
But I don't think you think like I do
No matter how how hard I try
I always thought I'd have the answer
Let me tell you what I've got
I'm looking through your window
I might just have the key
Over me my free-fall baby
You hear me as you speak
I'm standing here
I really don't think you know that
I'm in heaven when you smile
I'm standing here
I really don't think you know that
I'm in heaven when you smile
But I'm everywhere
I really don't think you know that
I'm in heaven when you smile
But I don't think you think like I do
No matter how how hard I try
I always thought I had the answers
Let me tell you what I've got
Oh let it rot I made them stop
I could park the juggernaut in your mouth
And I can feel the hurricane when you shout
I should be safe forever in your arms
I should be safe forever in your arms
Who could park the juggernaut in your mouth?
And I can feel the hurricane when you shout
I should be safe forever in your arms
I should be safe forever in your arms
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Song: Straight To The Man
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Saying this revelation call delia station,
an initiation, all you'd better beware.
Who'll cast the first stone? Skin to the
bone,
bring it all on home, bring it all for
Jerome.
So, new castle, build a brand new castle,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight
to the man.
On an island of traders, you know they're
trying to fade ya,
no-one can train you, no-one evade you,
no-one can fade you,
saying 'Don't be late, no, the train won't
wait',
saying 'Don't be late, no, the boat can't
wait',
saying 'Don't be late, no, the train nor
the boat
or the train can't wait, yeah.'
Do the do, do the do, do the do do,
do the do do, do the do do do,
do the do do, do the do do do do do do
do do do the,
heading straight for the man.
Oh, you know they'll never evade you.
So now I stand here, love cuts down a revolver,
am stern damn in Sodom and Gomorrah,
so I'm singing to King Stone, your teaching
it's on.
They say it's a fable, though I was made
able.
I slipped through the net, wanna bet it's
a ramble, a sandstorm,
one slip you don't never forget, who could
ever forget?
You know I never forget.
Do do do, do do do, do do do do do do do,
do do do do, straight to the man.
Oh, you know they're trying to fade you.
Saw this revelation, call delia station.
I don't need no powder, one kinder, easy
blind ya,
yeah, the ice of Grand Bretagne owes a
debt,
say, the ice of Grand Bretagne, all the
eyes of Grand Bretagne
all the eyes of Grand Bretagne owes a debt.
Yeah, the eyes of Grand Bretagne,
all eyes of Grand Bretagne owes us a debt.
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Song: Tears
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Our love, girl, is going through changes,
I don't know if I'm alive, dead, dying,
or just a little jaded,
someone throw me a line. You know I need
it, I need it bad.
Lost in a maze of my own making,
no way out that I can find, send home your
hard working jury,
I'm going down this time. You better believe
it, yes you had.
So if you hear me crying, or talking in
my sleep,
don't be afraid, it's just the hours that
I keep.
We gotta love to last for a million years,
a love that could never fade through the
tracks of your tears.
All I can do is hope that you will see me
fall,
do your best to smash my picture on your
wall.
Forgive me baby, absolve me, my dear.
I've seen the future in the tracks of your
tears.
I've seen the future in the tracks of your
tears,
of your tears, of your tears.
I cast a shorter shadow with every passing
day,
no time to think, I'm just fading away.
Some kind of magic in all your hopes and
fears,
show me the future through the tracks of
your tears.
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Song: Ten Storey Love Song
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When your heart is black and broken, and
you need a helping hand,
when you're so much in love you don't know
just how much you can stand,
when your questions go unanswered, and
the silence is killing you,
take my hand baby, I'm your man, I got
loving enough for two.
Ten storey love song, I built this thing
for you, ooh.
Who can take you higher than twin peak
mountain blue?
Oh well, I built this thing for you, and
I love you true.
There's no sure-fire set solutions, no shortcut
through the trees,
no breach in the wall that they that they
put there to kepp you from me.
As you're lying awake in this darkness,
this everlasting night,
someday soon, don't know where or when,
you're gonna wake up, and see the light.
Ten storey love song, I built this thing
for you, ooh.
Who can take you higher than twin peak
mountain blue?
Oh well, I built this thing for you, and
I love you true.
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Song: The Hardest
Thing In The World
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The hardest thing in the world
Holland [?] it don't please
I never wanted to leave
Searching for a perfect day
It never happens that way - ahey hey hey
I'm sick and tired and so obscene
Will heaven help me be clean?
Searching for a perfect day
It never happens that way - ahey hey hey
Cut away, I know your world wants you around [?]
You never heard a word I said
It's very simple to me
That if you knew you wouldn't say
It never happens that way - ahey hey hey
And the impression I get
As the story unfurls:
That you're the hardest thing in the world
Cut away, I know your world wants you around
What you feel might not be
It seems softer [?] to me
I cannot climb to touch your spire
I'm getting higher and higher
Cut away, I know your world wants you around
The hardest thing in the world
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Song: Tightrope
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Tightrope
You should have been an angel, it would've
suited you.
My gold-leafed triptych angel, she knows
just what to do.
In the half light of morning, in a world
between the sheets,
I swear I saw her angel wing, my vision
was complete.
And I know I'll never want another lover,
my sweet,
can there be more in this world than the
joy of just watching you sleep?
I don't know just what to feel. Won't someone
tell me my love's real?
Are we etched in stone or just scratched
in the sand,
waiting for the waves to come and reclaim
the land?
Will the sun shine all sweetness and light,
burn us to a cinder, our third stone satellite?
I'm on a tightrope, baby, nine miles high,
striding through the clouds, on my ribbon
in the sky.
I'm on a tightrope, baby, one thing I've
found,
I don't know how to stop, and it's a long,
long, long,
long way down.
She's all that ever mattered, and all that
ever will,
my cup, it runneth over, I'll never get
my fill.
The boats in the harbour slip from their
chains,
head for new horizons, let's do the same.
I'm on a tightrope, baby, nine miles high,
striding through the clouds, on my ribbon
in the sky.
I'm on a tightrope, baby, one thing I've
found,
I don't know how to stop,
and it's a tightrope, baby, nine miles
high,
striding through the clouds, on my ribbon
in the sky.
I'm on a tightrope, baby, one thing I've
found,
I don't know how to stop, and it's a long,
long, long,
long way down.
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Song: What The World
Is Waiting For
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Here comes the wise man
And there goes the fool
Can you see the burned out world that he
is living in
I don't need to look for the rules
Here comes the donkey
Chained to a ten ton plough
He'll never make that hill in a million
years
Whip crack, beat him down
He loves his brother he'd sell him for a
fistful of gold
But he needs a slave for his vision of
the promised land
No i don't believe a word
Take me any way the wind blows
You'll never know just what you want to
do
Or where you wanna go i think it's time
That you found what the world is waiting
for
I think it's time to get real
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Song: Where Angels Play
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Come with me to a place no eyes have ever
seen
A million miles from here where no one's
ever been
God-given grace and a holy heaven face
I'm on the edge of something shattering
I'm coming through
"Ok, let's fly," she says, "this carpet's
made for two"
This ugly little box, no place for me and
you
Our carpet falls on a dew-fresh daffodil
plain
Take a look around, there's something happening
All the colors fade
I don't want you now, bang bang bang gone
Ooh I don't need you now, the seeds are
sown
Ooh bang bang pretty pretty, bang bang
I don't think so, no no
I don't think so, no no
Bang bang, bang bang
Out below the country rolls like a mighty
boiling sea
The warm red sun gives up and sinks into
the trees
But I'm no fool, I can't stand here betrayed
Take a look around there's something happening
All the colors fade
I don't want you now, bang bang bang gone
Ooh I don't need you now, the seeds are
sown
Ooh bang bang pretty pretty, bang bang
I don't think so, no no
I don't think so, no no
Bang bang, bang bang
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Song: Your Star Will Shine
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Your star will shine again one day, through
deep blue velvet skies,
shine for all the world to see the universe
in your eyes.
When the storm outside is raging, and the
dogs, they howl your name,
lay down, sleep, and I'll kiss you, your
star will shine again.
Na na na na na na na na.
Hush my darling, don't you cry,
I'll stay by your side until morning,
all through the night I'll watch the skies.
And your distant sun will shine like the
gun
that's trained right between your Daddy's
eyes.
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Song: All I Want
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I'll show you the way
I could make it seem (sound?) so easy
??? lazy
There's so much to be seen
It isn't just a dream
And all I need is all I want
So don't turn away
Help you get away
Tell you not just always ???
??? lazy
There's so much that I can see
It isn't, it isn't just a dream
And all I need is all I want
So don't turn away
All I need is all I want
Don't ??? me away
And all I need is all I want
No no don't turn away
All I need is all I want
Don't, don't shy away
And all I need is all I want
No no don't turn away
All I need is all I want
You can ??? me away
Do you see ??? me
No no don't turn away, turn away
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Song: Going Down
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Dawn sings in the garden
Phone sings in the hall
This boy's dead from two day's life
Resurrected by the call
Penny here, we've got to come, so come
on round to me
There's so much penny lying here to touch,
taste and tease
Ring a ding ding ding I'm going down
I'm coming round
Penny's place her crummy room
Her dansette crackles to Jimi's tune
I don't care, I taste Ambre Solaire
Her neck, her thighs, her lips, her hair
Ring a ding ding ding I'm going down
I'm coming around
All thoughts of sleep desert me
There is no time
30 minutes brings me round to her number
9
Yeah she looks like a painting
Jackson Pollock's Number 5
Come into the forest and taste the trees
The sun starts shining and I'm hard to
please
Ring a ding ding ding I'm going down
I'm coming around
All thoughts of sleep desert me
There is no time
30 minutes brings me round to her number
9
To look down on the clouds
You don't need to fly
I've never flown in a plane
I'll live until i die
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Song: All Across The Sands
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Bones of an impressive romance
Scattered all across the sands
A secret safe with all the world
Too vain to seem so capable
Can you hear it calling
Do you feel warmer
As the hired hand's exposed
How can a pretty painted shell
Send them all packing off to Hell
A freight train laughs and rattles by
You kissed the girls and made them die
Can you hear it calling
Do you feel warmer
As the hired hand's exposed
And I'll never come here again
Ah, we will never come here again
Ah, we will never play here again, again
Can you hear it calling
Do you feel warmer
As the hired hand's exposed
After her call
After her call
After her call
And she calls
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Song: Guernica
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Watch me at war, really up
You wanna hurt me, stop the row
We both are stitched up now
We're hard with fear, hard, speak up
You wanna hurt me, stop the row
We both are stitched up now
We're whores, sit down,
We're whores that's us
He wanted us hw swore and all we've got
You wanna hurt me stop the row
We both are stitched up now
We're hard with fear, hard, speak up
You wanna hurt me, stop the row
We both are stitched up now
We're whores sit down
We're whores that's us
Simple lives ah we don't have
We pack up, in truth it seems this
Peacemakers has arms that hold fear
Say gargoyles can you see the wonder?
Yes I fear the carbine
What does never wrong mean? That's right
Every one of us he swore so hurry up
You wanna hurt me stop the row
We both are stitched up now
We're hard with fear, hard, speak up
You wanna hurt me, stop the row
Both of us are stitched up now
We're whores, sit down
Whores
That must mean sinful eyes that maim of
fear
It's the look that stings I fear boy
Being disturbing I trust no-one
They've been back down for nothing
It was never shared it ours ***something
missing?
We win know those names who follow
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Song: So Young
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In the misery dictionary
Page after page after page
In the misery dictionary
Page after page
Where there's life there's gotta be hope
And where there's a will there's a way
One man's in is another's out [?]
I gotta get out today
Where there's life there's gotta be hope
And where there's a will there's a way
Amid divisions you're so low [?]
You know I gotta get out today
In the misery dictionary
Page after page after page
In the misery dictionary
Page after page
And where there's a will there's a way...no
way! [?]
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Song: Something's Burning
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Don't count your chickens 'cuz they're
never gonna hatch
You can't catch a monkey with a shotgun
and a sack
'Cuz you're too dull, baby, you can't see
the wood for the trees
'Cuz you're too slow, baby, you just couldn't
get off your knees
Don't count your chickens 'cuz they're never
gonna hatch
You can't cut your monkey with a shovel
and a sack
'Cuz you're too dull, baby, you can't see
the wood for the trees
'Cuz you're too slow, baby, you just couldn't
get off your knees
I can see the love and the hate in your
eyes
Heading [Penny] for the thoughts behind
the disguise
What you gonna do and what you gonna say?
I'm not the only one believing there's
an easier way
It doesn't pay to be sorry, you take me
[disorientate me]
It doesn't cost to be someone
I am the vine
And you are the branches
Don't knock her young man, you don't know
what he'll get done
You can't kick and old man, see what he's
become
You are far too lazy
You stick to your pillow with ease
'Cuz you're much too lazy, you just couldn't
get off your knees
I can see the love and the hate in your
eyes
Heading for the thoughts behind your disguise
What you gonna do and what you gonna say?
I'm not the only one believing there's
an easier way
It doesn't pay to be sorry, you take me
It doesn't cost to be someone
I am the vine
And you are the branches
Don't count your chickens 'cuz they're never
gonna hatch
You can't cut your monkey with a shovel
and a sack
'Cuz you're too dumb, baby, you can't see
the wood for the trees
'Cuz you're too slow, baby, you just couldn't
get off your knees
I can see the love and the hate in your
eyes
Heading for the thoughts behind your disguise
What you gonna do and what you gonna say?
I'm not the only one believing there's
an easier way
What'ya gonna do with the rest of your
life
Heading for the thoughts behind your disguise...
I am the vine
And you are the branches
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Song: Tell Me
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You can't tell me, you can't tell me
You can't tell me anything
I love only me, I love only me
I've got the answer to everything
There's only me, so suggest what I do
I am the garage flower
I don't need to stare, 'cuz I know everywhere
Well there's a place for me anywhere
Tell me, tell me
You tell me anything
You can't tell, you won't tell
Me anything, anything
I love only me, I love only me
I've got the answers to everything
I don't need to stare, 'cuz I know everywhere
Well there's a place for me anywhere
Tell me, tell me
You tell me anything
Tell me, tell me
You can't tell us anything
You can't tell, you won't tell
Me anything, anything
You can't
I am the garage flower
I am the garage flower
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Song: The Sun Still Shines
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She said the spring is in the air
But summer will blossom everywhere
But when ???
As all ???
Oh let me warm you in the spring (trees?)
And the sun still shines
The sun still shines
Oh the sun, the sun keeps shining through
Behind everyone
And over me and you
And every time I try
You all walk away
And now I know the end
The end's here to stay
I'd like to lose myself
Inside of you
But God I know the things
We do (maybe "we'd do???)
Yet the sun still shines
The sun still shines
Oh the sun, the sun keeps shining through
Behind everyone
And over me and you
So fall down the stairs
And cry at my door
How much does it hurt?
Can you sing the blues now?
I know I'd like to
You wear it like a shirt
shirt
The sun still shines
The sun still shines
la la la .......
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Song: Elizabeth My Dear
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Tear me apart and boil my bones
I'll not rest till she's lost her throne
My aim is true
My message is clear
It's curtains for you
Elizabeth my dear
I wanted to adore, honest Caitlin Moran
The Stone Roses are back, and you can hardly recognise them
I was 15 and on the bus. I heard it and I went mad. That's
the simple story. There was this Cool House on the way into town, where
a long-haired boy of dubious honour would regularly throw his bedroom windows
open on hot summer evenings, and treat passengers on the 513, which passed
some four feet from his curtains, to the delights of his record collection.
That Wednesday, the Cool Lad was floating something I'd never heard before
out into the Wolverhampton evening. The bass-line shivered on the border-line
of fever, and the guitar was flecked through with the gold and silver promise
of a pocket full of change on Friday night. The singer, who drawled like
he'd just been kissed stupid by the most beautiful woman in the world,
informed me and the OAPs on the top deck, that he ``Don't need to sell
my soul/He's already in me,'' with which line he knocked the Robert Johnson
selling-of-soul-at spooky-crossroads myth into a cocked hat.
Before the chorus could even begin to uncoil itself, the
lights changed and the bus pulled away, leaving me doubled over with frustration,
and endlessly repeating the line so I would not forget it, and could track
it down. And I did. It was I Wanna Be Adored by the Stone Roses.
I should imagine the 20,000 kids at Feile '95 last week all
had roughly similar stories of the day they invested their hearts in the
Roses. But then would come the litany of woe. After The Stone Roses, the
band's perfect debut album, had been released in 1989, things had gone
wrong. We spent six years waiting for the follow-up; waiting through inter-label
court wrangling; through years of torpor and creative blocks and constant
promises that the album would be out in autumn (1990, 1991, 1993 take your
pick).
And then, when The Second Coming finally did come out, the
band had moved on so much that we didn't really recognise them, and we
felt slightly, um, disappointed, because after the wide-eyed, woozy joy
of The Stone Roses, The Second Coming was this rock album, which seemed
to be made by people with hearts that had hardened slightly in the studio.
And all through these six long years, they didn't once play live and our
hearts had hardened slightly, too.
But The Second Coming would all make sense played live, we
thought. So when the Roses announced their first gigs in six years, we
all came to a concrete stadium in Cork to see them.
Now, I've seen the hysteria Take That inspire, and it was
nothing compared to the Roses fever at Feile. As the band took the stage,
the crowd started piling over the crash barriers before they had even played
a note; and when they kick-started their comeback with I Wanna be Adored,
it was as if all those Tooth Fairy wishes you sent with your milk teeth
had finally been granted.
And for the first 20 minutes it was everything you ever wanted
from a band: pop and sex and bright purple lights and insurrection. But
then the Second Coming stuff sprang into action, monstrous and groove-laden
and sparking with over-fierce guitars, and it still doesn't make sense.
It's beautiful music but it's not what I wanted.
I can't quite work out who is more disappointed the Roses,
emerging, blinking, from a studio, holding an album they adore and finding
it clubbed to the ground by the once-devoted; or me, for selfishly wanting
them to stay the same, and let me slip back to being 15 again, just for
the day.
Bright lights, big pity: No flares, and no flair
either: the Stone Roses are back in town - and they're
awful.
By RYAN GILBEY
It was announced recently that the Brixton Academy had been rescued
from
plans to convert it into a church. Not that you'd have known from
the
reverence on display there last Friday. There were the lame, the
sick, the
morally repugnant. And that was just the press. The fans were jigging
up and
down like a factory-floor syndicate who've matched six numbers and
the bonus
ball. They were all a bit older, and a bit tighter about the trouser-leg,
than the last time they'd gathered to dance badly to these songs.
There was a long and winding intro to the Stone Roses' show, but
they'd made
us wait five years for an album, so what was another 10 minutes
of bizarre
sound-effects between friends? At least there was the lighting -
whoever was
in possession of the spotlights was also in possession of some choice
Class
A substances. At one dazzling point, eight bulbs swung above the
stage,
glowing as though a series of bright ideas had suddenly struck each
band
member (unlikely, I know). The bright ideas began and ended with
those
bulbs.
The new member, Robbie Maddox, played with violent passion. Give
him a year,
though, and he'll look as miserable as the rest of them. He banged
the
drums, but not loudly enough to drown out Ian Brown. Brown is the
singer,
though I use that word in its loosest sense. His voice suggested
a child
whingeing for a lolly, or a pop star who has blown his million-
pound
major-label advance. Still, I wouldn't sound too happy if I had
to sing the
words to 'Love Spreads'.
The thatch-haired guitarist John Squire is the brains of the band
(though
bear in mind that here are four men who would probably raise Timmy
Mallett
shoulder-high and proclaim him a god). Squire writes the songs,
and at least
he's consistent: both music and lyrics languish in a gutter of cliches.
An
experimental vocalist might have lifted those compositions closer
to the
stars. But what Brown did to the band's only showstopper, the majestic
'Made
of Stone', should see a restraining order slapped on him while the
song
undergoes extensive counselling.
Brown peddles care-in-the-community chic, from his Andy Pandy dance
to that
shrunken face (were they sunglasses, or hollowed eye-sockets?) and
the mouth
set in a mid-gobstopper-sucking pose. He's indispensable: without
him, the
band would only be moderately, not monumentally, rotten.
Nothing wrong with the rhythm section - Maddox and bassist Mani
drove the
songs ahead at great speed while their colleagues rattled and flailed
behind
them like tin-cans tied to a limousine bumper. Squire spent the
entire set
riffing on automatic pilot; at one point, a young girl tried to
wrestle him
to the ground. She had just realised to her horror that 'Daybreak',
which
had already lasted until dawn, was seguing into the epic 'Breaking
Into
Heaven'.
The truth is that these hotshots-turned-cold have cast out their
old flair
along with their old flares. London has not witnessed such a shameless
display of aural flatulence since Morris Cerullo was in town, making
the
same unsubstantiated claims to possess miraculous powers. (He's
got nothing
whatsoever to do with music either.)
In 10 years' time, when your children find The Second Coming in
a box in the
loft, they will ridicule you, much as you ridiculed your parents
for Venus
and Mars. Which is why I'm off to the Record & Tape Exchange
to swap it for
something less embarrassing. I hear they're doing an unbeatable
deal on The
Lamb Lies Down on Broadway.
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After a rash of
courtroom scuffles, a plague of feeble bones and a brief
tour of Scandinavia, the Stone Roses finally
loped onto the stage of Pirc U
Chaoimh, Cork, last Sunday, to play their
first gig in these islands for
more than half a decade.
Lead singer Ian Brown has never made much
effort to hide his messianic
pretensions. Roses tunes, such as 'I Am the
Resurrection', left few doubts
about the genre of his delusion; but it remains
fun to ponder whether Brown
thinks he is the second coming of Jim Morrison
or Jesus Christ, or perhaps
even Jesus reincarnated as Jim. In either
case, a certain family resemblance
is as striking as it is calculated.
The band opened with Brown's paean to his
humble aspirations, 'I Wanna Be
Adored'. If Ian does want to be adored, he
would want to learn to hit the
notes with a little more precision, or are
these strange sounds the
'slightly atonal eastern effects' that so
impressed one American critic?
'She Bangs the Drum' and 'Waterfall' leave
his voice sounding equally
vulnerable, skipping around the note painfully.
Painfully, that is, until
one remembers that singing in key is hardly
what the Stone Roses are about.
They are about coy, middle-distance stares,
faintly religious eroticism and
sprightly guitar sounds. As the band's set
had good measures of all three,
there ought to have been little room for complaint.
When John Squire wrestled his guitar into
action, Brown's plaintive assault
on the melody finally received the heavy covering
fire under which it
flourishes. By the time the band were halfway
through 'Breaking Into
Heaven', everything was all right again.
Squire's guitar rubs up against Brown's tantalising,
surreal lyrics like an
old tabby, before transforming suddenly into
a wah-wah leopard. Given his
head - and his plectrum - Squire wraps his
mates in razor-tipped blues
guitar, as though his one desire is to be
the star turn at an E-Monsters of
Rock festival. The reaction of the crowd was
predictably ecstatic. Hardly a
hypercritical group at the best of times,
the XXXL T-shirt and Vittel
water-bottle crew liked the way things were
turning, as Squire embarked on
the-wild-solo-that-just-might-never-end.
It does though, and Brown slips in for an
acoustic mini-set, including
'Elizabeth My Dear', a 'Scarborough Fair'-based
songlet that never amounted
to 20 seconds well spent, but now sounds simply
deranged. Happily, Squire
soon throws up another Led Zeppelin-like electric
smokescreen.
Whatever the Stone Roses have been doing for
the past five years it was not
learning how to end a show. Indeed, the confused,
soggy finale to this
second coming will have left few breathlessly
awaiting a third.