Rocks In The Head

Christine my eyes

Show me how to see ya

Come on hold out your hand

Rap me ‘round your finger

To be interior designed

Let me be conditioned

To do the crawl on the floor

Looking for the mission



Speak with my tongue

Tell me how to follow

Come on, show me who walks

On blessed Virgin water

One that can rise above our kind

That sinned like all my brothers

One that’ll christen my eyes

And bring me to my senses



Who will fall and who will rise

Who might have to advertise

Who will be the President

Who will tell you anything



Now, who gonna, who gonna

Who gonna walk, walk on water

Who gonna, who gonna, who

Gonna walk, walk on water

Who gonna, who gonna walk,

Who gonna walk, walk, walk, walk



Come to my cause

Give me destination

Tell me, who can I trust

That doesn’t take commission

Who does the miracle for real

And tells me there’s no heaven

One that will take all control

And dim my television



Christen my eyes

Show me who to follow

Come on, show me who walks

On Blessed Virgin water



Hey now, who will fall and who will rise

Who might have to advertise

Who will be the President

Who will tell you anything

Now, who gonna, who gonna, who gonna

Walk, walk on water

Who gonna, who gonna, who

Gonna walk, walk on water

Who gonna, who gonna, who gonna walk,

Walk on water



Who gonna, who gonna, who gonna walk,

Walk, walk, walk

Speak with my tongue yeah and christen

My eyes

Who’s gonna go walking on

Who’s gonna go walking on water.

Before the gods read my lifelong sentence

Before I get my share

Before I walk alone

Before they take away my last temptation

Before my heart’s deprived

Before they call my name



On the back fences of my dream line

I never lost my mind

I gave it all I had

To get away with the whole damn big bang

For the right reasons

For what you can’t take back



Until the drums stop beating

Until the crossroads burn out

I ain’t a man until I’ve done it all



Before my time is up

I’ll hang my name

On every trial I’m due for

And even if I can’t get justice

I’ll take you down to hell

Before my time is up

I’ll leave no stone unturned

I won’t regret my actions

And even if my last words fail me

I’ll be a better man

Before my time is up



I believe that the road goes somewhere

Beyond the empty eyes

Beyond the wasted land

When it all fades away to nothing

I wanna know I tried

To take a real hard stand



I gotta laugh at the whole damn big bang

I’ve got to cry sometimes

Got to love somebody

Before they read my lifelong sentence

Before I get my share

Before I go alone

Until the drums stop beating

To where the crossroads burn out

I ain’t a man until I’ve done it all



Before my time is up

I’ll hang my name

On every trial I’m due for

And even if I can’t get justice

I’ll take you down to hell

Before my time is up

I’ll leave no stone unturned

I won’t regret my actions

Even if my last words fail me

I’ll be a better man

Before my time is

Time is

Time is up



Even if my last words fail me

I’ll be a better man

Before my time is



Before, before my time is up…

Everybody knows

That times changed

Times changed



Some boys look older

And the young ones smile in jest

Lads born to be the chosen one

While the wise man sings in the cuckoo’s nest

I walked the West End late last night

After seein’ an old friend of mine

We talked about this place and the way it was

When a bloke could get a break before these



Times changed

These times changed

These times changed



I heard a DJ spin in Brixton

Some of that fresh massive attack

Here in the house of mass consumption

Where the ecstasy goes fast

On the screen in this month’s fashion

Lots of leather and a tattooed breast

Better this than some guru

Who’s trying to teach you how to live

When you know

Times changed

Times changed

You know times changed

Times changed



I saw a bastard slap his girl around

I said man have you gone mad

What’s gotten into you

That’s makin’ you so bad

You think love is anything when you

Can’t get work

You think life is on TV

Then he turned up some of that speed metal

And said this is what I think



I rode the East End early yesterday

I was hit by the way it’s changed

From the days of Krays in my teenage years

When we all knew our place

Now the welfare state is a state of wealth

For some the hope is gone

And a cardboard box in Westminster is hard to

Call a home but you know



Times changed

Times changed

Times changed

Times changed

Everybody knows

Everybody knows

They know that times changed…

It’s the same rain the same pain

The same picture in the same frame

Cold close smoldering hearts

And it can’t burst into flames then

Again it can’t go out



My passion is a nightingale with a

Sword throat

A dolphin in the Thames it’s a wasted love

It’s a telephone ringing in A empty house

It’s motherless child



You can say it’s a good thing

You can say it’s a bad thing

You can call it anything you want



But you can’t call it love

No. you can’t call it love

I’m lost among the stars

Another wishful one is waiting in the wings

To pick up where the last one put you down

To dry your eyes and fashion your new crown



Of fox gloves and steel strings

You can say it’s a good thing

You can say it’s a bad thing

You can call it anything you want



But you can’t call it love

No. you can’t call it love

No. you can’t call it love



The same town’s still standing

But the changes come creepin’ through

My dreams

But it’s a little late for praying

When your world is already on its knees

And on and on and on and on



My nightmare’s a devil’s dog on a rolling log

Got no control, no sense of time, its

Just a rhyme

And a banshee hollers in the dead of night

It’s a homeless ghost



You can say it’s a good thing

You can say it’s a bad thing

You can call it anything you want



But you can’t call it love

No. you can’t call it love

No. you can’t call it love

Can’t call it love

You can float your boat in China

It could take you all night

It could take a long time

To forget about me



You might find another lover

He might even sail you

But you will still remember

How we made love time the first

Time ever was sacred

We were deep in love time the way love

Does a reflection

Now you can tell a lie real good

And maybe I’ll believe every word



Mirror mirror on the wall

Look into my crystal ball

Let me in your darkest hour

Mirror mirror take a look into me now

I can feel your stormy weather

I can feel your wind blow

Every time you come close

Why do you deny me



I might find another lover

She might even save me

But I will still remember

How we made love time the first

Time ever was sacred

We were deep in love time the way love

Does a reflection

Now I can tell a lie real good

And maybe you’ll believe every word



Mirror mirror on the wall

Look into my crystal ball

Let me in your darkest hour

Mirror mirror take a look into me now

Mirror mirror on the wall

Look into my crystal ball

Let me in your darkest hour

Mirror, mirror, mirror take a look into me

Take a good look into me now



You can float your boat in China

It could take you all night

It could take a long, long time

To forget about me



I will feel your stormy weather

I will feel your wind blow

Baby when you come close

Come and make love

White girl, in a perfect world

You’d trust in your lover

Will boys ever be boys again

Blonde boy, in a perfect world you’d know if

You loved her

Will girls ever be girls again



Black boy, in a perfect world there’d

Be understanding

Still you’re perfect ‘cause you love your girl

Black girl, in a perfect world there’d

Be no demanding

Still you’re perfect ‘cause you love your man



It don’t make no difference

Boys of London girls of Memphis

We are all a revolution

In this jaded institution



In the New York times

To the L. A. coast

They go bump to bump



In the perfect world

For the perfect boy

And the perfect girl

They go bump to bump

In the perfect world



Black girl, in a perfect world you’d know

That I love ya

And everyone would understand

White boy, in a perfect world you’d

Need no protection

And love would still be something in heart



White girl, in a perfect world there’d

Be understanding

And boys would be boys again

Black girl, in a perfect world you’d know

That I love ya

And everyone would understand



It don’t make no difference

Boys of London girls of Memphis

We are all a revolution

In this jaded institution



In the New York times

To the L. A. coast

They go bump to bump

In the perfect world

For the perfect boy

And the perfect girl

They go bump to bump

In the perfect world

As cold as it seems

When truth brings you heartache

It’s so hard to believe

When love hits the wall

Love is

My faith in you

When it could have ended

And your trust in me



Love is

Everything I need to live

Love is

Everything that we forgive

Love is

Every crime of passion

That’s what love is



Where would I go

What would I do

What would it mean

To meet a perfect stranger

Why do we hurt

Who draws the line

When do we learn to look inside

What love is



So many years

You can’t take for granted

You can’t take away

All the things you are



Together so long

I know where my heart is

Somewhere in me (oh yes)

I’ll find a way to show



Love is

Every lesson we have learned

Love is

Every soft unspoken word

Love is

Every crime of passion

That’s what love is



Where would I go

What would I do

What would it mean

To meet a perfect stranger

Why do we hurt

Who draws the line

When do we learn to look inside



Everything I need to live

Love is

Everything that we forgive

Love is

Every crime of passion

That’s what love is



Love is

Every lesson we have learned

Love is

Every soft unspoken word

Love is

Every crime of passion

That’s what love is

The old boys drinkin’

Telling the stories

‘Bout the way it used to be



A steel string box

Was every blues man’s women

Everybody knew Lucille

From the Delta to the chain gang



I was born to the rhythm

Raised on volume

Wired to a different sound

Plain damn reckless till three in the morning

Dreaming of the place I’d found

When the sugar tastes a little sweeter



Ain’t nothing meaner

Then the old boy howling on his guitar alone



Telling the story ‘bout the blue man’s road

Well he taught me everything I know

We all knew that blues man’s road

That’s why they call this thing rock and roll



We were white city slip kids playing in

The streets

The songs of the black man’s band

With our tail drags dragging Mojo’s working

Got the blast from the big boss man

Where the sugar tastes a little sweeter



Ain’t nothing meaner

Then the old man howling on his guitar alone



Telling the story ‘bout the blue man’s road

He taught me everything that I’ve ever known

We all knew that blues man’s road

That’s why they call this damn thing rock

And roll

The story ‘bout the blue man’s road

Taught me everything I know

Yea we all knew that blues man’s road

That’s why they call this damn thing rock

And roll.

She comes home late

And I’ve waited long

Then she sings me lines

From the songs I used to sing

When I was young



Then I feel alright

‘Cause she’s that kind of girl

A woman child

A free young spirit



In a jaded world

And she knows me

Shows me

Lets me see



She’s everything a heart could ever want

(Willow)

When I call her name (Willow)

Will she still hear me when

She’s everything a heart could ever want

(Willow)

When she looks at me (Willow)

Her eyes just say it all



She always puts me right

When I turn up wrong

Never walks away

Her smile tells me

I’m goin’ on and on and on



It gets real damn hard

To let your children grow

And when you make mistakes

It’s the time you got to let ‘em

Know you know you know



I wanna know her

Show her

I wanna let her see



She’s everything a heart could ever

Want (Willow)

When I call her name (Willow)

Will she still hear me when

She’s everything a heart could ever want

(Willow)

When she looks at me (Willow)

Her eyes just say it all

She’s everything a heart could ever

Want (Willow)

She’s sometimes strange (Willow)

So please, please, please don’t change



It ain’t an easy thing

To let a young bird fly

And when they spread their wings

For the very first time

You just wanna die



Everything a heart could ever want

I know she’s everything a heart could

Ever want



She’s everything that a heart could ever want…

Fridays waiting at the gates of heaven

The weekend starts at seven

We get forty-eight hours of fun 



For five days working on the line

For five days

Time to change the look on my face

I’m waiting for the starter’s gun



Maybe feeling tired

Maybe feeling empty

Maybe living on your own



You know ‘round about seven on a

Friday night

Forget about your worries gonna be alright

Everybody’s heading for those days of light

Hot and heavy night’s of true love ways

Tomorrow these will be the good old days

Everybody’s working for those days of light



Mondays waiting for the week to start up

Back to work and feeling hard up

Things gonna change some day



So dream on everybody’s free to dream on

Work hard love well live long

There’s really not a better way



So live it all you can

Even when it hurts you

Got to give it all you’re got

And know



Everybody’s putting on a braver face

Everyone’s running in the same race

Everybody’s working for those days of light

Everyone’s looking for the same release

Everybody’s hoping for a mind of peace

Everyone’s working for those days of light



‘Round about seven on a Friday night

Forget about your worries gonna be alright

Everybody’s working for those days of light

Hot and heavy nights of true love ways

Tomorrow these will be the good old days

Everybody’s heading for those days of light

Everybody’s putting on a braver face

We’re all running in the same race

Everybody’s working got to keep on

Working for those

Days of light…

Time and time again

Someone comes to take you to the

Edge of something new

Why is it so hard for you to fall



I have stood alone

Watched from a distance of a

Friend who understands

One who’d always be there if you



Knew you what you are looking for

And you know it when you find it



With the key in your hand

It’s time to walk a naked stage

Of glass from hot sands

Where a sound within your heart will rage

And if rocks in the head moving ever on

Life is an unforgettable opera



The time will come again

When starring in your eyes a place that

You have seen before

Always something to remind you



It’s not a game of chance

Some you loose and some you just can’t

Win them all at once

Time will give you everything



It’s a rhythm that will never stop

It’s like a clock that ticks between us



And the keys in your hand

Your time to walk a naked stage

Of glass from hot sands

Where a sound within your heart will rage

And if rocks in the head moving ever on

Life is an unforgettable opera



Take the key in your hands

It’s time you walked that naked stage

Of glass from hot sands

Where a sound within your heart will rage



With the key in your hand

It’s time to walk a naked stage

Of glass from hot sands

Where a sound within your heart will rage

And if rocks in the head moving ever on

Life is an unforgettable opera