Hairspray Album

Hairspray(Pauline Black & Nick Welsh)

I met a girl I knew the other day

I said hello, she looked the other way

 

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

OhOhOh you're so set in your ways

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

 

Shopping for fun may chase the blues away

Imelda Marcos bought more shoes today

 

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

OhOhOh you're so set in your ways

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

 

Bored housewives re-arrange the pottery

Hoping one day they'll win the lottery

 

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

OhOhOh you're so set in your ways

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

 

You're oh so hard

You're oh so cool

You're oh so smart

You're just a spray on fool

 

I met a man who swore that Jesus Saves

I asked him for a loan 'til Judgement Day

 

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

OhOhOh you're so set in your ways

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

OhOhOh you're so set in your ways

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

OhOhOh you're so set in your ways

Oh Oh Oh you must need a hairspray

 

With your spray on suit and your spray on hair

Your spray on smile and your spray on stare

Your spray on curls and you're spray on shirt

You're just spray on dirt......

 

Die Happy (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh)

Close up the candy store

Pull down the blinds

No problems anymore

Everything's fine

Throw out the papers

The colour TV

Don't want no distractions

While I drink my tea

 

What if the world stops

I wanna die happy

I wanna die happy

I wanna die happy

 

Pull up a chair

I've got something to say

Wise men and fools

Always end the same way

People are people

For such a short time

Humans are human

Okay never mind

 

What if a bomb drops

I wanna die happy

I wanna die happy

I wanna die happy

 

Close up the candy store

Pull down the blinds

Enjoy yourself

Why not have a good time

Humans are human

We make so much mess

Once I care more

Now I couldn't care less

 

What if the world stops

I wanna die happy

(Look at all the bodies

Dem a rockin' in de dance)

I wanna die happy

(A winy winy like dem

Always in a trance)

I wanna die happy

(Me wan fe step up

But me never get a chance)

I wanna die happy

(But never mind com

Mek we give a second glance)

I wanna die happy

(Me never born yah

So me going freelance)

 

No complications on my mind

Enjoy myself and have a good time

 

Chocolate Whip (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh)

1..2. test, test, 1...2

Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen

Welcome to the Selecter A Go Go

Let's do the Chocolate Whip

 

I don't wanna be no marga girl

I don't wanna be no marga girl

 

(At the flick of my wrist

I give you musical disc

The chocolate whip)

 

Me no want no chocolate whip

Me no want no chocolate whip

I don't want to be no marga girl

 

( I am musically mad and physically fit

let's do the chocolate whip)

 

I don't want to be no marga girl

All rattling bones and 'air wrap in false curls

 

(At the flick of my wrist

I give you musical disc)

 

All rattling bones and me 'air done in false curls

I don't want to be no marga girl

 

Chocolate Whip

Chocolate whip

 

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Ya-ya-ya-ya

 

Hearsay(Pauline Black & Nick Welsh)

Small town people live small lives

I swear they take you for a ride

Everyday I hear the same

It's always someone else to blame

And it makes me mad

 

Annabelle's making me sad

With all of her hearsay

And it makes me mad

Annabelle's making me sad

With all of her hearsay

Hearsay

 

Some of the lies I've tried to hush

Would have made Godiva blush

Kitchen drama full of soap (inside your pockets)

Low on life and high on hope

And it makes me mad

 

Annabelle's making me sad

With all of her hearsay

And it makes me mad

Annabelle's making me sad

With all of her hearsay

Hearsay

 

Always crying on my shoulder

Creeping round from home to home

 

Annabelle's making me sad

With all of her hearsay

And it makes me mad

Annabelle's making me sad

With all of her hearsay

Hearsay

Hearsay

 

So sad

 

My Perfect World(Pauline Black & Nick Welsh)

Time was

I thought

I'd lost my appetite

Truth was

Back then

Nothing came out right

Meanwhile

I found

Someone I really like

Sure thing

This time

Gonna put up a fight

 

All I want is a day without you

All I want is a night with you

All I want is to be forever

Just wrapped up on our own

In my perfect world

 

You do

Voodoo

You put a spell on me

What's worse

This curse

Made a fool of me

I heard

You shout

What do you want from me

Who knows

Right now

Why not be with me

 

All I want is a day without you

All I want is a night with you

All I want is to be forever

Just wrapped up on our own

In my perfect world

 

All I want you to do is make it better

It hurts

So bad

If I talk to you

I've tried

So hard

God knows it's true

 

All I want is a day without you

All I want is a night with you

All I want is to be forever

Just wrapped up on our own

In my perfect world

 

Not So Tall (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh)

I took a walk along a yellow street

Where purple faces said it all

I wasn't looking for no sympathy

An opportunity to make me small

Then my skin began to crawl

 

I took a bus up where the air is green

And all year round the sky is blue

The people all pretend that they can't see

The mediocrity of what they do

Believing what they say is true

 

Oh it's such a silly dream

But you're not so tall

Oh it's such a simple thing

but you're not so tall

Oh no you're not so tall

At all

 

I took a stroll along a red-brick road

Where baby's' cheeks are shiny brown

I heard the crack of an almighty load

The curiosity of that fat sound

Brought all the children running round

 

Oh it's such a silly dream

But you're not so tall

Oh it's such a simple thing

but you're not so tall

Oh no you're not so tall

At all

 

When I think of the good vibrations

All the things I like to do

Then I get a strange sensation

Why is everyone so cruel

 

Oh you're not so tall

Oh no you're not so tall, one day, some day)

 

Then She Did (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh)

A cowboy whispered in her ear

Anything I can do dear?

His blue Cortina was parked so near

She liked the idea

Don't know why she fucked up

Always drunk and drugged up

Those chrome hearts, they rust up

He said go, then she did

 

She staggered home at ten to four

What's it to you dear

Couldn't get the key in the door

Ring in the New year!

Don't know why she fucked up

Always drunk and drugged up

Those chrome hearts, they rust up

He said go, then she did

 

Chipping away at a heart of chrome

Love's shiny veneer

The cowboy spends his nights alone

Nothing left to do here

Don't know how she puts up

With no love to make up

For stains on the tea cups

He said go, she said no.

Don't know why she fucked up

Always drunk and drugged up

Those chrome hearts, they rust up

He said go, then she did

Then she did

Then she did

 

Vicky's Magic Garden (Pauline Black & Nick Welsh)

Angora jumpers on the 10:15

Off to Brighton for the day

She's gently swaying through her magazine

Victoria is on her way

 

Oranges spinning in a Wimpy bar

Although she knows it's not the same

She sits and wonders where it all went wrong

Wraps her coat around her pain

 

Oh the magic in her garden never grows

The places and the faces that she used to know

Oh the magic in her garden never grows

The places and the faces that she used to know

That she used to know

 

Cherry vanilla flavoured ice cream cone

Lingers softly on her lips

The memory of a guilty phone call home

The wetness of a teenage kiss

Sling-backs clicking on the wooden boards

As she steps lightly on the pier

She sits and watches as the sun goes down

She'll be back this time next year

 

Oh the magic in her garden never grows

The places and the faces that she used to know

Oh the magic in her garden never grows

The places and the faces that she used to know

That she used to know

 

All the scooters, tonic suits and midnight features

Shiny chrome, shiny lights and shiny people

All the blues and all the tunes of pretty faces

All the kings and queens and all the aces

All the sundays and the mondays spending wages

Now growing in the gardens of suburban places