Heroes Lyrics

So Far

HEROES – SO FAR1. SO FAR (Pete de Jong)2. TESTIFY (Pete de Jong)3. MISTAKEN IDENTITY (Pete de Jong)4. HEAVY INDUSTRY (Mark Tinson)5. TALKIN’ DIRTY (Mark Tinson)6. REDEEM ME (Pete de Jong)7. DON’T LOOK BACK (Mark Tinson / Pete de Jong)8. KILLING TIME (Pete de Jong)9. THE FALL (Pete de Jong)10. LIGHTYEARS (Mark Tinson / Pete de Jong)11. THIS LOVE (Pete de Jong)BONUS TRACK12. TALKIN’ DIRTY (THE ANGRY VERSION) (Mark Tinson)Produced and Engineered by Mark TinsonAudio Post Production: Don Bartley, Benchmark MasteringArranged by Mark Tinson and Pete de JongHEROES are Guitars, VocalsPete de Jong: Guitars, Hammond C3, Mandolin, Backing VocalsMark Tinson: Bass, Backing VocalsJim Porteus: Drums, Backing VocalsPhil Screen:Special Guests:Angry Anderson – Vocals on Talkin’ Dirty (the Angry version)The Rehab Brass Band: (Leigh Sherringham and Dave Thompson) – Horns on TestifyNicola de Jong – Backing Vocals on This LoveRecorded in Newcastle, Australia, at Overhead Studios,Impromptu Studios and Keytone Studios between August – December 2014.Cover design by Tony Phillips – POWWOW GraphicsThanks to:Trevor Dare for unwavering support – Headsy for the Hammond –Wives and Family – the Music Industry – all our friends and fans inthe Hunter for keeping the faith so far!Download lyrics, purchase merchandise and morecopies of the CD online at heroesband.com.au.Contact: [email protected]

THANKS!Pete thanks ...Andrea, Nicola and Olivia for being.Mum and Dad for always taking pride.Tinno for hearing the bits I miss.Jim for our long, valued friendship and musical partnership.Screen for becoming oddly endearing.Every punter who likes our noise, especially the ones who take the time to let us know.Tinno thanks ...Julie Wilson for her love and support and for taking care of my well-being while I wasimmersed in this project.Mac and Trev for dropping in and passing judgment throughout the recording.Mum and Dad for the piano lessons.Don Bartley for adding the sheen to the mixes.Pete for bringing a great batch of new tunes to the project.Jim and Phil for contributing their signature sounds to the Heroes ‘noise’.Chris Varley, Marcus Wright and Kim Player for keeping the live gigs coming.Jim thanks ...Sue, Jessie and Ellen Porteus – for all your support, endurance and tolerance!Pete for the creativity and drive for ‘So Far’ and for your friendship and support.Tinno for using all your skills, resources and talents to the max on this, and always.Phil for the feel and the fun.Phil thanks ...Brittany Taylor Clapham-Screen for growing up, joining the Navy and leaving home.

RIP PAUL DUTTONPaul was our manager throughout the rise and demise of the band.Like most band managers in that era, he was making it up as he went along in a toughbusiness with no written rules. However he unquestionably had our interests at heart andalways tried to get the best outcome for us while tip-toeing through the minefield of ourfragile egos.It wasn’t an easy job. Still, he loved the band and got us places we wouldn’t have gottenunder our own steam.Cancer killed him in 1998.We probably should have made more of it then, but everything happens in its own time.This feels like a good time to say ‘Thanks, Paul. Respect.’Pete, Mark, Jim, Phil.

GEAR CHECK Jim used: Sadowsky MV4-J bassTinno and Pete used: Sadowsky M5-24 Modern bassGuitars Screen used:‘59 Fender Esquire 1962 Ludwig Kit (The Pinx)Airline Folkstar 13” x 13” rack tomFender J Mascus Signature Jazzmaster 16” and 18” floor tomsJerry Jones Baritone 61/2” Rodgers Woodshell snareJerry Jones Neptune 12 string’92 Les Paul Custom Sabian, Zildjian and Paiste cymbals’72 Fender Stratocaster 14” high hatsJim Williams acoustic 21” rideJim Williams mandolin 16” and 18” crash 20” pangAmpBurriss Royal Bluesman Promark 5B and Rodgers supersoul sticksFX Studio EquipmentBAEZ boost pedalCry Baby Wah pedal RecorderBoss BF-3 Flanger ProtoolsBoss BD-1 Blues Driver SSL Nucleus DAW Control SurfaceBoss CE-5 Chorus EnsembleIbanez Tube Screamer MicsMXR Phase 90 Sennheiser e602, e604 and e614 drum mics Neumann M49 - vocalStrings Shure SM7 – electric guitarD’Addario - various gauges Beez Neez Lulu – acoustic guitar Outboard JLM TMP8, 99V and TG preamps JLM Voc 2 valve compressor

SO FAR We’ve had the best of it, the lion’s share, the perfect fit(Pete de Jong) So far We’ve seen the last the first, the ins andSo far we’ve had the best of it, outs, the universeThe lion’s share, the perfect fit So farNow, how we gonna keep it all together? We’ve touched the deepest part, the restlessness, the wounded heartSo far we’ve seen the last the first So farThe ins and outs, the universe We’ve felt the kiss, the bliss, insensitive,Even worked out how to change the weather just could not miss We’ve had the best of itLook around and this is where we are So farSo farSo far we’ve touched the deepest partThe restlessness, the wounded heartHeld the future in our careless handsSo far we’ve felt the kiss, the blissSo sensitive, just could not missFed everything and more to our demandsLook inside and tell me who you areSo far away, like old familiar strangersWho lived that dream with no regard for dangerBut if you’re counting on a blessingIf you thought we were anointedIf you’re into absolutionThen you may be disappointedBecause this is all we areSo farPete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitarsMark Tinson: Guitars, Hammond organJim Porteus: Bass guitarPhil Screen: DrumsWords and music copyright © 2014 Pete de Jong. All rights reserved.

TESTIFY So what’s the deal With this strange attraction(Pete de Jong) Show me how you feel When I won’t reactWell I’m ready, ready, ready to testifyI’m ready, ready, ready to testify Tell me what’s the dealI ‘m ready, ready With our strained attraction This is how I feel when you just won’t reactReady to testifyI’m in the mood to shout it Now tell me, what’s the dealForget you’re alibis and let’s get down to it. With this strange attraction Show me how you feelYou are the straight and narrow When I won’t reactI am the space betweenYou are my chain of logic I really really wanna knowI am your weakest link Don’t hold it back just let it flowBut maybe we can work it out Is this for real or just for show? I’ll trade you secrets of the soulSo what’s the deal, with this strange attraction Because I’m ready, I’m ready.Tell me how you feel With our strained attractionWhen I don’t react This is how I feel when you just won’t reactI really really wanna know Now tell me, what’s the dealDon’t hold it back just let if flow With this strange attractionI’m tuning in with no control Show me how you feelI’ll trade you secrets of the soul When I won’t reactBecause I ‘m ready ready ready to testify I really really wanna knowI’m ready ready ready to testify Don’t hold it back just let it flowI’m ready ready Is this for real or just for show? I’ll trade you secrets of the soulI’m ready ready ready to testify Because I’m ready, I’m readyYou’re in the mood for itI’ll drop the alibis and let’s get down to itYou are my spark of reasonI am your flame of doubtYou are the light that shinesInto my darkest partI know that we can work it outPete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitars Lee Sherringham* TromboneMark Tinson: Guitars, backing vocals Dave Thompson* TrumpetJim Porteus: Bass, backing vocalsPhil Screen: Drums, backing vocals * From The Rehab Brass BandWords and music copyright © 2014 Pete de Jong. All rights reserved.

MISTAKEN IDENTITY(Pete de Jong)Another lonely nightDestination zeroI’m in a state of flightSuch a reckless heroNo-one’s giving me the time of dayIt’s such and empty feelingI could blow awaySorry I called youMust be a case of mistaken identitySorry I called youYes it’s a case of mistaken identityInstamatic love isMuch to cold and candidAll that push and shoveI took off she landedAll she wanted was a tender touchA little savoir faireMaybe she fell too muchOh no, I don’t understand this at allYou posted your numberRight here on my wallAll I wanted was a tender touchA little savoir faireMaybe I fell too muchPete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitarsMark Tinson: GuitarsJim Porteus: Bass guitarPhil Screen: DrumsWords and music copyright © 2014 Pete de Jong. All rights reserved.

HEAVY INDUSTRYInstrumentalPete de Jong: GuitarsMark Tinson: GuitarsJim Porteus: Bass guitarPhil Screen: DrumsMusic copyright © 2014. All rights reserved.

TALKIN’ DIRTY(Mark Tinson)I met her one night,Just hangin’ aroundThe right address on the wrong side of townWith a whisky in her left handA cigarette in her rightShe sat down next to me and asked me for a lightShe said, you can take me dancin’And buy me drinks all nightBut if you want to get me homeThere’s one thing that I likeTalkin’ dirtyShe’s talkin’ so dirty to meI made my escapeBefore she pushed things to farAnd tried to hide behind a drink at the barWhen the lady who served mePut her lips up to my earAnd what she said to meI just didn’t wanna hear.She said ‘I like it in the back seat,I like it on the floorBut if you want to win my heartThere’s one thing I like more’Pete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitars Angry Anderson: Lead vocalMark Tinson: Guitars, backing vocals (The Angry version)Jim Porteus: Bass guitar, backing vocalsPhil Screen: Drums, backing vocalsWords and music copyright © 2014 Mark Tinson. All rights reserved.

REDEEM ME In the breath before All hope has come and gone(Pete de Jong) There’s time enough to comprehend We all end up where we belongIn the space betweenThe tough luck and the breaks Then just like that, you reappearThere’s time enough to think about No more doubt, no screaming fearThis life and what it means to make it. Change the colour, shed your skin Don’t give up, don’t give inIn the beat between Those hollow tears are wasted hereThe judgement and the fall What’s done is done, the end is clearThere’s time enough to realise Enough, enough. You reached me nowThat you never really had it all You win.When all at once, you disappearLost in doubt and screaming fearsEnough, enough, you touched me now,You winI’ll do anything you wantIf you will redeem meAnything you wantAnd you will redeem meIn the kiss betweenThe first love and the lastThere’s time enough to understandThat nothing fills an empty pastThose hollow tears are wasted hereWhat’s done is done the end is clearEnough to take you back where you beginPete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitarsMark Tinson: GuitarsJim Porteus: Bass guitarPhil Screen: DrumsWords and music copyright © 2014 Pete de Jong. All rights reserved.

DON’T LOOK BACK She looks just like her mother But her brother’s daddy’s boy(Mark Tinson / Pete de Jong) without a doubt He sees a lifetime in that momentRunning out of luck, Skips a beat, crosses the street intoRunning out of love and out of time the crowdHe just took it all for grantedShe just pushed it out of sight and out of mind When you’re feeling like you’re never enoughThen one day when enough was enough There’s nothing left to give,She said, you can’t have it all, baby! so maybeIf this is all there is then I’m gone, and I won’t You’re better off out on your own,Turn around, won’t turn around no need to turn around Can’t turn aroundDon’t look backNothing’s gonna change here Don’t look backDon’t look back Everything has changed hereThis heart has turned to stone Don’t look backSitting in the dark, sifting There’s one thing I like more’Through the empty ache she left behindKnows his love’s a hopeless habitNow his pain’s the only feeling he can findWhen everything still wasn’t enough.I won’t waste a single tear on you, baby.Took all I had, now you’re gone! So don’t youTurn around, don’t turn aroundDon’t look backNothing’s gonna change hereDon’t look backThis heart has turned to stonePete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitarsMark Tinson: GuitarsJim Porteus: Bass guitarPhil Screen: DrumsWords and music copyright © 2014 Mark Tinson / Pete de Jong. All rights reserved.

KILLING TIME This killing time is killing me I’m not the man you hoped I’d be(Pete de Jong) Empty love and fragile trustThis killing time is killing me Seemed that we were over usI’m not the man I thought I’d beAmbitions written in the dust One thing’s for certain, plain to seeGone with the first gentle gust This killing time is killing me. Can’t count on luck, fresh out of tearsCan’t count on luck, fresh out of tears Where are we now, where to from here?Where am I now where to from hereOne thing’s for certain, plain to see So I run to youThis killing time is killing me I run I run to youCaught between some lover’s sheetsTangled up in our deceitIf actions speak a thousand wordsNo wonder I’m so seldom heardThis killing time is killing meIs this the way it had to be?Passion etched into the rustI thought that I was over usSo I run from youI run from youI run from youPete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitarsMark Tinson: Guitars, organ, stringsJim Porteus: Bass guitarPhil Screen: DrumsWords and music copyright © 2014 Pete de Jong. All rights reserved.

THE FALL Out of the dark Towards the healing light of day(Pete de Jong) Connect our conscience to your truthCollect the shadows Tell your storyTuck them underneath your pillow, Lay it out for everyone to seeDisconnect your conscience, Their feeble silence is your final prooflet it slowly slip away CHORUSChoose a storyOne that’s close enough to live with, When you fallwhile you We’ll be right beside youClutch at the altar mouthing empty prayers When you fall Just reach outWhen you fall When you fallThey’ll be right behind you We’ll be there to catch youWhen you fall When you fallDon’t reach out Just reach out reach outWhen you fall When you fallNo-one there to catch you Just reach outWhen you fallIt’s lights outTo think you thoughtThat you could ever be forgivenThe twisted logic that gives comfortto your gameTainted powerMyth and mindless superstitionPlayed into your hands, then you wash themin his nameThis loveless feelingJust won’t let goThis endless bleeding won’t slowThis cut runs deeperThan any painThis lie, this anger, this shamePete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitarsMark Tinson: GuitarsJim Porteus: Bass guitarPhil Screen: DrumsWords and music copyright © 2014 Pete de Jong. All rights reserved.

LIGHTYEARS(Mark Tinson / Pete de Jong)Heartbreak is only a heartbeat awayJust one step ahead of regret when you cross the lineWe take what we canThen choose to forgetWhat hides in the darkness of everything we’ve left behind,We’ve left behindCount down the moments til you’re here againCaught between waiting for you and walking awayThe further we goThe closer we getTo the question that’s begging for answers, can you tell me why, we tryWhen we’reWe’re light years from loveA universe awayIn a space where we can hear each other screamWe’re light years from loveGuilty of nothing less than wanting moreWe burn in the heat of our faith in a cold-hearted planWith nothing to gainAnd too much to blameThe whole world is lost in the distance between us tonightTonight, when we’reWe can put this all behind usIf we take the time to find usAnd where we are nowPete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitarsMark Tinson: GuitarsJim Porteus: Bass guitarPhil Screen: DrumsWords and music copyright © 2014 Mark Tinson / Pete de Jong. All rights reserved.

THIS LOVE(Pete de Jong)Some love just lasts a momentOne breathless rush, then it’s goneSome love just pulls you underTakes all your strength to carry onAlways dreamingSome love will take you overMake you complete and whole and strongSome love will move your mountainsAnd guide you home where you belongAnd all that comes from youThis love goes on foreverThis love goes on foreverThis love goes onThis lovePete de Jong: Lead vocal, backing vocals, guitarsNicola de Jong Backing vocalsMark Tinson: MandolinJim Porteus: Bass guitarWords and music copyright © 2014 Pete de Jong. All rights reserved.



HEROES1. THE STAR AND THE SLAUGHTER (Alan Cook)2. I CAN’T GO ON (Mark Tinson)3. TONGUE TIED (Mark Tinson)4. BACK TO THE LOVE (Pete de Jong)5. IN FOR THE KILL (Mark Tinson)6. BABY’S HAD A TASTE (Pete de Jong)7. LOOK AT THE TIME (Mark Tinson)8. SOMETHING YOU NEED (Mark Tinson / Pete de Jong)9. TALKIN’ (Pete de Jong)10. TO-NITE (Mark Tinson)BONUS TRACKS11. WAITING FOR YOU (Mark Tinson)12. THE END OF THE ROAD (Pete de Jong)Produced by KIM THRAVES Engineered by Col Freeman Recorded at ALBERT STUDIOS,Sydney , Australia ©1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd“Thanks to the kids of Newcastle for making all that noise.Thanks to 2JJJ for bring there. Thanks to Paul for the rum.Special thanks to Col F. for also being there.Thank God we’ve got ears.”KIM THRAVESCover Design: Roger Byers and Cathy Lane.Special thanks also to Gary and Dale, also to Susi Truscott for our logo.

THE STAR AND THE SLAUGHTER(Alan Cook)If you think you can keep me hereTo live in slaveryWell you are wrong, cos’ I’m coming backAnd I will cut you down1-2-3-4 open up the back doorI’m coming throughI’m gonna’ blast my wayThrough this dog-gone townYou can hear the women scream Well I want action And I want fighting in the streets We’re gonna’ take this town by storm We’re gonna’ burn the village down We’ll take no hostage We’ll give no quarter They will remember The night of the star and slaughterDon’t think you can keep me hereBehind these factory wallsMaybe retire me when I’m fifty-fiveLeave me to grow oldI’m not having none of thatI want my freedomI wanna be a hell raiserA storm trooper, a military giantI don’t owe nothing to thisCrazy crazy worldI’m doing to you before you do to meI ain’t got nothing but thisBottle and a girlAnd a fire burning in my soulI’m making a list of everyoneWho’s ever done me wrongAnd you are right there at the topBaby you’re number onePete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

I CAN’T GO ON(Mark Tinson)You’re getting quite a reputation at schoolWearing make-up breaking all the rules alrightSweet fifteen but I know you’ve been kissedBut you want extra lessons in love,That you missed that nightEvery time your Dad is goneCall me on the telephone, oh no, oh noI just keep prayingI can keep on saying oh no, oh no I can’t go on I can’t go on I can’t go on I can’t go on this way I can’t go on I can’t go on this way I can’t go on I can’t go on this way I can’t go on this way It’s killing meYou’re doing lessons that your teacher don’t writeRock ‘n’ rollin’, staying up all night, alrightAnd when they ask you what you’ll do with your lifeYou say ‘who cares?’ you know it’s gonna be dynamiteEvery time you mum’s awayYou say come inside and play, oh no, oh noI just keep prayingI can keep on saying oh no, oh noYou’re getting quite a reputation at schoolWearing make-up breaking all the rules alrightYou’re doing lessons that your teacher don’t writeRock ‘n’ rollin’, staying up all night, alrightEvery time your Dad is goneYou call me on the telephone, oh no, oh noI just keep prayingI can keep on saying oh no, oh noPete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

TONGUE TIED(Mark Tinson)I see you coming home after schoolI’m walking faster to catch up to youJust wanna ask you can I hang aboutI’m trying hard but I can’t get it outGet it outI get up early, meet you down the streetI’ve got my lines worked out for when we meetJust wanna ask you can I come aroundI’m tryin’ hard but I can’t get it outGet it outI’m tryin’ but I can’t get it outI’m tryin’ be easier to learn to flyTell you why Got me tongue tied T-t-t-t-tongue tied You got me, got me tongue tied You got me, you got meI see you coming home after schoolI’m walking faster to catch up to youJust wanna ask you can I hang aboutI’m trying hard but I can’t get it outGet it outI’m tryin’ but I can’t get it outI’m tryin’ be easier to learn to flyTell you whyPete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

BACK TO THE LOVE(Pete de Jong)Here you come again now babyAngry words and acting kinda crazyEvery time you walk through the doorSeems to me we’ve played this scene beforeSo hold on, can’t let it go nowHold on, got too much to show nowHold on, we got to get to the answerHold on gotta get it back gotta get it back to the lovin’ gotta get it back gotta get it back to the lovin’ gotta get it back to the lovin’After all this time togetherAll we do is talk about the weatherNeither one of us is tryingHere’s the price we pay a good thing’s dyingHere you come again now babyAngry words and acting kinda crazyNeither one of us is tryingHere’s the price we pay a good thing’s dyingPete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

IN FOR THE KILL(Mark Tinson)Just a face in the crowdYou wear your shades at nightYou’re forgiving of no-oneAnd you punish by divine writeAnd you never understoodYou weren’t born to be a rock ‘n’ roll heroNo, you never understoodSo you’re gonna be a rock ‘n’ roll NeroAnd watch ‘em burn in for the kill, for the kill you don’t come alive till you’re in in for the kill, in for the kill you don’t come alive till you’re in in for the kill, in for the kill you don’t come alive till you’re in till you’re in, in for the killYou never open your mouthBut you speak so loudThey don’t know that you’re thereSo they hate you out loudAnd they never understoodYou were born to be a rock ‘n’ roll heroSo you’re gonna get ‘em goodWith your rock ‘n’ roll biroAnd watch ‘em squirmThere’s a punk on stage and he’s singing his songAnd you know he can’t play and he’s doin’ it wrongBut he’s doing alright cos the kids are going crazyBetter stop this shit or it’s gonna catch onJust a face in the crowdWear your shades at nightThe star that never burnedYou know it ain’t rightAnd you never understoodYou weren’t born to be a rock ‘n’ roll heroNo, you never understoodSo you’re gonna be a rock ‘n’ roll NeroAnd watch ‘em burnPete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

BABY’S HAD A TASTE(Pete de Jong)Ask my baby what’s your secretWho’s behind these games you playAct so calm, cool and collectedWhere did you go to yesterdayShe says that I’m wrongTo be suspiciousBut she can’t pull the wool over meListen to this and I’ll tell you what I see baby’s had a taste of something new she does things I thought she’d never do baby’s had a taste of something new and I think it’s youNever know just who your friends areTill it comes down to the testAll signs point in your directionDon’t like playing second bestMaybe I asked for this situationBut that doesn’t mean I agreeI’ve opened my eyes and I don’t like what I seeIt’s still a mysteryMy questions unexplainedYou took off with half of meAnd left me with the painSo I made a few mistakesBut how could she do this to meShe was mine to holdNow I’m left out in the coldOh noShe was mine to holdStay with me till we grow oldNow I’m left out in the coldPete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

LOOK AT THE TIME(Mark Tinson)I get on alright without herMind my own, don’t think about her for a whileI find myself riding the late trainSearching for someone to make me feel alrightFor the nightNow and then I need a friendTo call my ownNow and then I need someone to care Look at the time And I’m still on my own Look at the time Will I go home alone Look at the time Would you mind if I talk to youI still go to places we wentSee the same old faces that don’t bother meStill I find myself at midnightSearching for someone to hold me tightThrough the nightNow and then I need a friendTo call my ownNow and then I need someone to carePete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

SOMETHING YOU NEED(Mark Tinson / Pete de Jong)Oh you’ve done it againHe’s causing you painYou’ve lost your connectionNo you don’t understandHe shattered your plansYou’ve lost your directionNow you come to me babyWith shadows and tears in your eyesWhy did you run from me babyI said you were crazyAnd now you’ve found outWhy don’t you face itYou can’t live without me Oh oh oh oh I’ve got something Oh oh oh oh I’ve got something Oh oh oh oh I’ve got something you need Something you needSo you want a new startTo patch up your heartDiscover some answersNo but you’re doing it wrongYou call the right songYou just pick the wrong dancerNow you come to me babySay you won’t leave me againI’ll make it clear to you babyThe next time’s your last timeSo don’t mess aboutWhy don’t you face itYou can’t live without mePete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

TALKIN’ Nothing is sacred Nothing is secret(Pete de Jong) Even useless information They file it all awayTalkin’, talkin’, talkin’ Then throw it back somedayTalkin’, talkin’, talkin’ A never ending tapeCan you hear them talkin’ There’s no escape they goListen to the wordsThey’re pouring down like rain on and on and on and on andTalkin’, talkin’, talkin’ on and on and on andThe mouth is moving on and on and on and on andBut they didn’t connect the brain on and on and on andTalkin’, talkin’, talkin’ can you hear them talkin’Talkin’, talkin’, talkin’ They’ve got the answersEverybody’s talkin’ To all your questionsIt’s enough to bring And the background informationA grown man to his knees They file it awayTalkin’, talkin’, talkin’ Then throw it back somedaySpreading rumours A never ending tapeIt’s another social disease There’s no escape they goThey’ve got the answers Everybody’s talkin’To all your questions Can you hear them talkin’And the background information Listen to them talkin’Don’t disbelieve them Everybody’s talkin’You can’t deceive them when they’reTalkin’, talkin’, talkin’They’re talkin’, talkin’, talkin’Can you hear them talkin’Listen to the voicesProbing for the clueTalkin’, talkin’, talkin’The ears miss nothingFor that dossier marked “you”!Pete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

TONITE They’ve got the answers To all your questions(Mark Tinson) And the background information They file it awayWhen the party had died Then throw it back somedayShe was standing alone A never ending tapeI asked her the time There’s no escape they goAnd would you like to come home Everybody’s talkin’She said alright Can you hear them talkin’I took her outside Listen to them talkin’Into my danger zone Everybody’s talkin’‘We could go for a drive’She said can’t we go homeI said alrightI said alrightShe said I’ll take youWhere you’ve never beenI’ll show you somethingThat you’ve never seenOh come on, come on, come on, come on,come on tonite, tonite gonna love you tonite tonite tonite gonna love you tonite tonite, tonite, tonite, tonite, hey babeThe ears miss nothingFor that dossier marked “you”!Nothing is sacredNothing is secretEven useless informationThey file it all awayThen throw it back somedayA never ending tapeThere’s no escape they go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and can you hear them talkin’Pete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

WAITING FOR YOU(Mark Tinson)Sitting here looking at my tv screenSmoking cigarettes and I’m wonderingWhat to doJust waiting for youI’m talking to my radioThe time it passes oh so slowI’d say you weren’t gonna comeIf I didn’t knowIt was youI’ve been waiting for youI’ve been waiting for youI’ve beenWaiting for youI’ve been waiting for youI’ve been waiting for youOh yeah. Waiting for youI believe in open doorsRed nose reindeers and Santa ClausJust because it was youI’ve been waiting for youPete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd

THE END OF THE ROAD(Pete de Jong)How can you stand there withThose lying eyes and tell me not to worryYou wanted it to end this way andNow you’ve got the nerve to say you’re sorryWe’re goin down down downDon’t think I can take itGoing down down downGoing down down downTo the end of the roadThis is the end of the roadThought you were the clever onePlayed your games and kept me in confusionNow I can see right through those liesPhony stories, plastic alibis you’ve been usingPete de Jong: Guitar, vocalsMark Tinson: Guitar, vocalsJim Porteus: Bass guitar, vocalsPhil Screen: Drums(P) 1980 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd