Saint Etienne - Tiger Bay Album Lyrics
Saint Etienne - Tiger Bay Lyrics
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Former Lover
Thanks to Ravi Baskaran for a correction!
Milan, / when I was a kitten, /
we'd sit and sing old songs. /
Milan, / when I was a kitten, /
we'd sit and sing old songs. /
In my head, / listening to windchimes; /
married a fool / I know. /
In my head, / listening to windchimes; /
married a fool / I know. /
Why on Earth / didn't I wait for you? /
Now look and see who's paying. /
Why on Earth / didn't I wait for you? /
Now look and see who's paying. /
Those days / on Radio One, /
set in the East: / who cares? /
Those days / on Radio One, /
set in the East: / who cares? /
Close all / of the doors, Maisie, /
make sure he knows I'm gone. /
Close all / of the doors, Maisie, /
make sure he knows I'm gone. /
Close down / over the ocean. /
Open the doors, / fresh air. /
Close down / over the ocean. /
Open the doors, / fresh air.
Milan, / when I was a kitten, /
we'd sit and sing old songs. /
Milan, / when I was a kitten, /
we'd sit and sing old songs. /
In my head, / listening to windchimes; /
married a fool / I know. /
In my head, / listening to windchimes; /
married a fool / I know. /
Why on Earth / didn't I wait for you? /
Now look and see who's paying. /
Why on Earth / didn't I wait for you? /
Now look and see who's paying. /
Those days / on Radio One, /
set in the East: / who cares? /
Those days / on Radio One, /
set in the East: / who cares? /
Close all / of the doors, Maisie, /
make sure he knows I'm gone. /
Close all / of the doors, Maisie, /
make sure he knows I'm gone. /
Close down / over the ocean. /
Open the doors, / fresh air. /
Close down / over the ocean. /
Open the doors, / fresh air.
Writer: BOB STANLEY, PETER STEWART WIGGS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hug My Soul
Ooh, / what are you thinking of? /
Boy, / what are you dreaming of? / (Anyway,) /
I run around the streets to find you, /
shout your name, I want to hold you, / (what are you thinking of?) /
I run around the streets to find you, /
shout your name, I want to hold you. /
I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / Won't you hug my soul? /
Ooh, / what are you thinking of? /
Boy, / you're thinking about my love. / (Anyway,) /
You're walking through my dreams at night, /
losing all my appetite, oh no, / (what are you thinking of?) /
You're walking through my dreams at night, /
Losing all my appetite, oh no, /
I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / Won't you hug my soul? /
I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / Baby, we're alright (alright, alright.) /
I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / Won't you hug my soul? /
I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / Baby, we're alright (alright, alright.)
Duppa duppa da, / duppa duppa da, /
dup da, / dup da, /
[whistling] /
dup da, / dup da...
Writer: JONATHAN EDWARD MALE, GUY DAVID BATSON, SARAH CRACKNELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Like a Motorway
He's gone, he's gone
She wears sad jeans, torn at the waistband
Her pretty face, is stained with tears
And in her right hand, she clasps a letter
I know this means, that he has gone
And in this town, of mis-guided tourists,
She never thought, she'd fall in love
It was a few days, after her birthday,
The thrill hostess, gave her first kiss
He said her skin, smelled just like petals,
Said stupid things, he knew she'd like
She said her life, was like a motorway
Dull, grey, and long, 'til he came along
He's gone, he's gone
I said "how could, he ever leave you?
You two were good, you were so right."
She said "I wish, that he just left me
He'd be alive, alive tonight."
He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone
She wears sad jeans, torn at the waistband
Her pretty face, is stained with tears
And in her right hand, she clasps a letter
I know this means, that he has gone
And in this town, of mis-guided tourists,
She never thought, she'd fall in love
It was a few days, after her birthday,
The thrill hostess, gave her first kiss
He said her skin, smelled just like petals,
Said stupid things, he knew she'd like
She said her life, was like a motorway
Dull, grey, and long, 'til he came along
He's gone, he's gone
I said "how could, he ever leave you?
You two were good, you were so right."
She said "I wish, that he just left me
He'd be alive, alive tonight."
He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone
Writer: BOB STANLEY, PETER STEWART WIGGS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
On The Shore
[This song has vocals, but not many real lyrics as such. A couple of phrases are distinguishable.]
Floating higher, / floating, floating, floating...
Floating higher, / floating, floating, floating...
Writer: Bob Stanley, Peter Stewart Wiggs
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Marble Lions
I'll meet you / past the great divide, yeah, /
setting sail 'cross darkened dawn. /
Everybody wants / something, /
and I want it all. /
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Don't say good-bye. /
Stars are calling, / take the slow train. /
Don't say good-bye. /
Marble lions / at the gates of Eden /
screaming songs to lull the rage. /
Let's raise a flag / that has no colours, /
release the sun into the empty cathedral, yeah. /
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Don't say good-bye. /
Stars are calling, / take the slow train. /
Don't say good-bye. /
Don't say good-bye, darling, / don't say good-bye.
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Stars are calling, / take the slow train. /
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Goodnight, darling.
setting sail 'cross darkened dawn. /
Everybody wants / something, /
and I want it all. /
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Don't say good-bye. /
Stars are calling, / take the slow train. /
Don't say good-bye. /
Marble lions / at the gates of Eden /
screaming songs to lull the rage. /
Let's raise a flag / that has no colours, /
release the sun into the empty cathedral, yeah. /
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Don't say good-bye. /
Stars are calling, / take the slow train. /
Don't say good-bye. /
Don't say good-bye, darling, / don't say good-bye.
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Stars are calling, / take the slow train. /
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. /
Goodnight, darling.
Writer: MICHAEL JAMES BUND, SARAH CRACKNELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Pale Movie
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /
All of his friends have been wondering /
why he spent so long with her; /
he's so dark and moody, /
she is his sunshine girl. /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /
In the bed where they make love /
she's in a film on the sheets. /
He shows dreams like a movie, /
she's the softness of cinema seats. /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /
He sees all of the girls /
like Demi Moore as she sighs. /
Dreams come true as he holds her, /
`til the X's come up in her eyes. /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /
Like roses grow in a churchyard, /
her skin as white as the milk, /
Just like a Sherpa Tensing /
under a Manilla silk. /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala...
Writer: BOB STANLEY, PETER STEWART WIGGS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Western Wind
[This songs is in two separate parts, with the song Tankerville segued between them.]
Western wind, / when will thou blow? /
Let the snow rain down, May(?) rain. /
Oh that my love / were in my arms / and I in my bed / again.
[Tankerville sits here.]
Western wind, / when will thou blow? /
Snow rain down, hey, rain. /
Oh that my love / were in my arms. /
Western wind, / when will thou blow? /
Snow rain down, hey, rain. /
Oh that my love / were in my arms. /
Western wind, / when will thou blow? /
Snow rain down, hey, rain. /
Christ, that my love / were in my arms
Western wind, / when will thou blow? /
Let the snow rain down, May(?) rain. /
Oh that my love / were in my arms / and I in my bed / again.
[Tankerville sits here.]
Western wind, / when will thou blow? /
Snow rain down, hey, rain. /
Oh that my love / were in my arms. /
Western wind, / when will thou blow? /
Snow rain down, hey, rain. /
Oh that my love / were in my arms. /
Western wind, / when will thou blow? /
Snow rain down, hey, rain. /
Christ, that my love / were in my arms
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
The Boy Scouts Of America
Like a birthday card / from a previous year, /
the weather in Chayco / is sparkling and clear. /
The girl lies in bed, / the boy sits in the yard. /
He wants to talk sleep / but he has to keep guard. /
She stirs from her sleep / and she calls for a beer; /
he knows there are none / and pretends not to hear. /
She hears his breath / like she's heard it before. /
She cuddles her sheets / as he slips out the door. /
God had derailed / the Lonestar train /
that can take her away / from sadness and pain. /
He acts like a saint / but the strain really shows; /
The boy scouts of America / taught him all that he knows.
the weather in Chayco / is sparkling and clear. /
The girl lies in bed, / the boy sits in the yard. /
He wants to talk sleep / but he has to keep guard. /
She stirs from her sleep / and she calls for a beer; /
he knows there are none / and pretends not to hear. /
She hears his breath / like she's heard it before. /
She cuddles her sheets / as he slips out the door. /
God had derailed / the Lonestar train /
that can take her away / from sadness and pain. /
He acts like a saint / but the strain really shows; /
The boy scouts of America / taught him all that he knows.
Writer: BOB STANLEY, PETER STEWART WIGGS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Tiger Bay is the third studio album by English indie dance band Saint Etienne. It was released 28 February 1994 by Heavenly Records. In an interview with Record Collector, band member Bob Stanley stated that the title is a reference to the 1959 film Tiger Bay.
The album is described by Bob Stanley as "an album of modern folk songs done in twentieth century styles like techno and dub". "Like a Motorway", for example, blends Kraftwerk-style techno with the melody from the nineteenth century folk song "Silver Dagger". Some of the songs, such as "Marble Lions" and "Former Lover" forsake electronics for classical folk instrumentation and orchestral arrangements. One, "Western Wind", is a traditional English folk song.
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Saint EtienneThe album is described by Bob Stanley as "an album of modern folk songs done in twentieth century styles like techno and dub". "Like a Motorway", for example, blends Kraftwerk-style techno with the melody from the nineteenth century folk song "Silver Dagger". Some of the songs, such as "Marble Lions" and "Former Lover" forsake electronics for classical folk instrumentation and orchestral arrangements. One, "Western Wind", is a traditional English folk song.
Genre(s): Folktronica
Length: 46:16
Released: February 28th, 1994
Year: 1994