Yazoo

Baraba · Džentlmen

Ode To Boy

When he moves I watch him from behind
He turns and laughter flickers in his eyes
Intent and direct when he speaks
I watch his lips
And when he drives I love to watch his hand
White and smooth almost feminine
Almost American, I have to watch him

In his face age descends on youth, exaggeration on the truth
He caught me looking then but soon his eyes forgot
And everything he seems to do reflects just another shade of blue
I saw him searching into you and ached a while

I watch his lips caress the glass
His fingers stroke its stem and pass
To lift a cigarette at last
He dries his eyes
From a shadow by the stair
I watch as he weeps unaware
That I'm in awe of his despair, but I am there

In his face age descends on youth, exaggeration on the truth
He caught me looking then but soon his eyes forgot
And everything he seems to do reflects just another shade of blue
I saw him searching into you and ached a while

Written by: Alison Moyet

Baraba · Džentlmen

Only You

Looking from a window above
It's like a story of love
Can you hear me
Came back only yesterday
I'm moving further away
Want you near me

All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you

Sometimes when I think of her name
When it's only a game
And I need you
Listen to the words that you say
It's getting harder to stay
When I see you

All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you

This is going to take a long time
And I wonder what's mine
Can't take no more
Wonder if you'll understand
It's just the touch of your hand
Behind a closed door

All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you

[repeat to fade]

Written by: Vince Clarke

Baraba · Džentlmen

Situation

Blue eyed dressed for every situation
Moving through the doorway of a nation
Pick me up and shake the doubt
Baby I can't do without

Move out, don't mess around
Move out, you bring me down
Move out, how you get about
Don't make a sound just move out

I remember only for an hour
Move right through me can you feel the power
I don't know what's going on
It scares me but it won't be long

Move out, don't mess around
Move out, you bring me down
Move out, how you get about
Don't make a sound just move out

Now he's in control he is my lover
Nations stand against him he's your brother
Been a long time, been a long time now
I'll get to you somehow

Move out, don't mess around
Move out, you bring me down
Move out, how you get about
Don't make a sound just move out

Written by: Vince Clarke/Alison Moyet

Baraba · Džentlmen

Softly Over

It's over
There's nothing more to say
Silent comes the night time
End another summers day
I can just remember
Or is this the dream that never goes away

Understand me
I'm calling
Understand me
Can you hear me call

Night time
Surely it's a lie
No-one ever told me
I just let the chance go by Wishing there was time enough
You tell me there's no time, but I can try

Understand me
I'm calling
Understand me
Can you hear me call

Speak now
Without the summer light
All the words I should have spoken
When you held me tight
Still I'll keep in calling
Till the morning ends another lonely night

Understand me
I'm calling
Understand me
Can you hear me call

I'll be waiting for you hoping
That someday you'll hear me calling
But there's never any answer
Just the echo of the call

Written by: Vince Clarke

Baraba · Džentlmen

State Farm

High & dried, tyre rubber starts burning
Fill her up now before the table starts turning
Souped up, jacked up, cracked up, stacked up
Louie's got the gear
And Charlie's got his back up
And don't it make you feel good?

Says she's a dirt box
You're like a cannibal
Somebody feeds her, sure ain't the State Farm
Who buys the tickets and who buys the clothes
Puts the liquor in her stomach and the powder up her nose
Move. That's right
And don't it make you feel good?

Don't mind me honey
I'm just looking
Smelt your chicken
And I watched you cooking
Souped up, jacked up, cracked up, stacked up
You're a bad stain
And you need to be cleaned up

And don't it make you feel good?
And don't it make you feel good?

Written by: Vince Clarke/Alison Moyet

Baraba · Džentlmen

Sweet Thing

Sweet thing
I give in
Sweet thing
I give in (submission)
Don't you want to right it, fight it
Oh, no, if you don't think it's right
Can't change your mind if I talk all night
Don't you want to right it, fight it
Oh, no, 'cos nothing now can keep this a good thing

Sweet thing
I give in
Sweet thing
I give in (submission)
Don't you want to right it, fight it
Just go
I don't want to fight
Just take your things
And say goodnight
Don't you want to right it, fight it
Just go
'Cos nothing now can keep this a good thing

How could you be so unkind
When you were lying to me all the time
You don't need me now your life is fine
It's your day now, but it's gonna be mine
Oh and what a sweet day

Don't you want to right it, fight it
Oh, no, if you don't think it's right
Can't change your mind if I talk all night
Don't you want to right it, fight it
Oh, no, 'cos nothing now can keep this a good thing

How could you be so unkind
When you were lying to me all the time
You don't need me now your life is fine
It's your day now, but it's gonna be mine
Oh and what a sweet day.

Sweet thing - I give in
Sweet thing - I give in
Sweet thing - submission (I give in)
Sweet thing - submission (I give in)
Sweet thing - submission (I give in)

Written by: Alison Moyet

Baraba · Džentlmen

The Other Side Of Love

I know a good dance when the mood is right
You can do it by day you can do it by night
It can be so fine and you'll agree
If you just to what comes naturally now

Baby it's the other side of love
Baby it's the other side of love
Baby it's the other side of love
Baby, baby

There's plenty of ways we can do that thing
We can fool around till we get that swing
Come on do what you want honey we don't mind
If you just make sure that you stay in time now

Baby it's the other side of love
Baby it's the other side of love
Baby it's the other side of love
Baby, baby

I know a good dance when the mood is right
You can take it slow 'cause we've got all night
It can be so fine and you'll agree
If you just to what comes naturally

Baby it's the other side of love
Baby it's the other side of love
Baby it's the other side of love
Baby, baby

[repeat to fade]

Written by: Vince Clarke/Alison Moyet

Baraba · Džentlmen

Too Pieces

Write me a letter
A face in the hall
Hiding from someone
Afraid of the fall
And she's waiting for someone
To take her back to where she came from
And she'll wait alone for hours
She won't mind because there's someone
In the story she remembers
She remembers in the letter
And the tears locked up inside her
Make her heart break open wider
Shuts her eyes and takes the picture from the wall

Written by: Vince Clarke

Baraba · Džentlmen

Tuesday

Woman of thirty seeing the sun
Packed up her suitcase started to run
Looking for someone looking for none
Pack up and drive away

It was her birthday Tuesday morning
Realisation gradually dawning
A man in a grey suit whispered 'I'm calling'
Pack up and drive away

Woman of thirty, husband and kids
Chained like a dog she had to rid
No point in coping off came the lid
Pack up and drive away

Three thousand miles of honesty dreaming
Perfect imagery is a gleaming
No more shattered clouds were deeming
Pack up and drive away

In her heart it wasn't easy
Mumbled words and feeling dizzy
Reasons fight against excuses
Mothers have their ways and uses
Driving slower she was losing
Dream was stirring only dozing
Eyelids awaken to the daytime
Just an illusion broken sunshine
Woman of thirty there's no choice
I can't hear your helpless voice

Written by: Vince Clarke

Baraba · Džentlmen

Unmarked

Go and join the army
Said the father to the son
See the world around you boy
And learn to use a gun
Think you're something special
Well, we'll make you just the same
There's nothing wrong in dying
After all, it's just a game
Just a game

Read the morning paper
There's a picture of a cross
"We were proud in them days"
By the way, I think you lost
Trust me when I tell you boy
That God is on our side
Even Jesus cheers us on
Against the other side
Against the other side

He who shouts the loudest
Is the one who's in control
We who never listen
Are the ones who pay the toll
Tell us that it's time at last
To make a final stand
I'm glad 'cos all I wanted
Was to kill another man
Just to kill another man

Written by: Vince Clarke

Baraba · Džentlmen

Walk Away From Love

Move along you're in my way
I've made my mind up not to stay
And it don't matter what you do
'Cos me, I've had enough of you
You can talk about the good times
I can just remember bad times
There ain't nothing left for saying
There's no way that I'll be staying
You tell me to remember
When I told you that I'd never walk away

Hey baby, don't walk away from love
Tell me baby, ain't my love enough
Listen to the things I say
And tell me why do you walk away from love?

Leave you standing on your own
It's time I spent some time alone
Need a while to think this out
Not sure what it's all about
And it's no use to sit there crying
I can see you're only lying
Now I'll put the past behind me
Run some place where you can't find me
You tell me to remember
When I told you that I'd never walk away

Hey baby, don't walk away from love
Tell me baby, ain't my love enough
Listen to the things I say
And tell me why do you walk away from love?

Bags are packed, I just can't wait
Gotta get out before it gets too late
I don't need you any more
And I don't need your love for sure
And you can talk about the good times
I can just remember bad times
There ain't nothing left for saying
Theres no way that I'll be staying
You tell me to remember
When I told you that I'd never walk away

Hey baby, don't walk away from love
Tell me baby, ain't my love enough
Listen to the things I say
And tell me why do you walk away from love?

Don't walk away from love...

Written by: Vince Clarke

Baraba · Džentlmen

Winter Kills

Green in your love on bright days
You grew sunblind
You thought me unkind
To remind you
How winter kills

Lost in daydreams
You drove too fast and got nowhere
You rode on half fare
When you got too scared
How winter kills

Tear at me searching for weaker seams

Pain in your eyes
Makes me cruel - Makes me spiteful
Tears are delightful
Welcome your nightfall
How winter kills

Written by: Alison Moyet