THE OFFICIAL GARY FLETCHER BOOTLEG ALBUM :  LYRICS

 

 

 

 

 

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WORLD GONE CRAZY

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control/Arone Songs 2001

 

My world done gone crazy

since I last seen my friends

The whole worldís gone crazy

Too many lost good friends

Well there ainít no rhyme nor reason

for the pain that comes around

It only takes a moment

for your world to break down

 

Donít say tomorrow

what you can today

Donít do tomorrow

what you can today

Well there ainít no commitment

beyond the here and now

We can dream of the future

but we gotta live today somehow

 

World done gone crazy

since I last seen my friends

The whole worldís gone crazy

Too many lost good friends

Well there ainít no rhyme nor reason

For the pain that comes around

It only takes a moment

For your world to break down

We can dream of the future

but we gotta live today somehow

Donít do tomorrow

what you can today

 

It Takes The Blues To See

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control/Arone Songs 2000

 

(Youíre) gonna ride on a bus going nowhere

But always some place youíve been

Gonna sleep in a bed by you lonesome

Phone your kids, cheap calls, weekends

 

Gonna eat just what you are given

And always be right on time to leave

Cause this hereís a bus going nowhere

Least ways no place you ainít been

 

So why ride it in the first place?

Ainít no penitentiary

I guess the music is the reason Ė and the key Ė for me

It takes the blues to see.

 

Gonna work wherever they send you

And be glad whenever they call

Gonna ride this bus going nowhere

Ďcause to me itís the place with it all

 

So why ride it in the first place?

Ainít no penitentiary

I guess the music is the reason Ė and the key Ė for me

It takes the blues to see

 

So why ride it .... etc

 

A LIE IS A LIE

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control/Arone Songs 2003

 

I know itís a lie but it feels okay

I wanna believe what I hear today

I got faith in the guys up top

Though I know the truth gets lost

 

I wanna believe in right and wrong

I wanna believe the weak get strong

I donít wanna hear no told you so

I just wanna try and move my own small world along

 

Thereís nothing left that you can say

I saw him here just the other day

I heard youíre playing with your back door man

Better find me a brand new plan

 

I wanna believe in right and wrong

I wanna believe the weak get strong

I donít wanna hear no told you so

I just wanna try and move my own small world along

 

Just a guy on the street trying to make ends meet

I know it ainít right but I still can sleep

In the wider world or at my back door

I canít change much - thatís for sure

I wanna get involved but there ainít no time

A lie is a lie, and thatís the crime

 

I wanna believe in right and wrong

I wanna believe the weak get strong

I donít wanna hear no told you so

I just wanna try and move my own small world along

 

THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control/Arone Songs 2001

 

Sure I need your money

But Iíd like to talk to you

Yeh I can use your money

But I wanna talk to you

You throw me a coin

As you rush past

Your life is a blur

That moves so fast

I live in my place

In the world at your feet

Like to tell you how it is

The other side of the street

 

Iíll give you some money

But I canít talk to you

You can have my money

Though I canít talk to you

Iíll do what I can

But Iím real short of time

Telephone is ringing

Two calls on the line

Places to go

And people to meet

Too busy to breathe

The other side of the street

 

We donít understand how the other half live

Yet the other half have so much to give

We all travel to the place where weíre all going to meet

Yet we never seem to make the other side of the street

 

BRAND NEW START

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control/Arone Songs January 2001

 

The candleís still a-burning but the flame is low

Been some time a coming weíre about to blow

Thereís some stuff written up on the wall

Though I donít wanna read it, no not at all

 

A lot of people living in harmony

But youíre kinda screaming out our melody

Well Iím getting kinda tired of those high pitched notes

I could use a little peace but there ainít much hope

 

Iíd really like to stay the one you want around

But the fussing and the fighting is getting me down

Guess it came in the box with your wild young heart

Thatís a long time ago, need a brand new start

 

GREEN STUFF

By Gary Fletcher

Copyright Chloe Songs Ltd 1980

                       

Well I ainít got much money & I ainít got much time

But I sure got some trouble with this life of mine

Behind with my payments, got the heat on my tail

Police donít believe me, put me in jail

 

Could've used a little green stuff

Couldíve used a little help

Couldíve used a little green stuff

Couldíve used a little wealth

Couldíve used a little green stuff

just to help myself

Couldíve used a little green stuff

just to mind my health

 

Well whisky & women sure done me some harm

A little juice & Iím wasted, fall easy to charm

A ring on her finger, my name on the line

She knows Iím just stupid and I wonder why

 

Couldíve used a little green stuff

Couldíve used a little help

Couldíve used a little green stuff

Couldíve used a little wealth

Couldíve used a little green stuff

just to help myself

Couldíve used a little green stuff

just to mind my wealth

 

Now my money & my woman long gone out the door

Got to get down to the track, got to pick up some more

Place a few bets, use the last of my cash

My horse is still runniní, theyíre gonna turn me to trash

 

Couldíve used a little green stuff ..... etc

 

SO LONELY

by Fletcher/Gurl/Fletcher

Copyright Mann Music 1981

 

I walk the streets in the dead of night

You know Iím so nervous in the broad daylight

I donít understand what my problem is

I said somebody tell me now, what gives?

 

My lady loves me, tells me all the time

Well Iím so glad that she is mine

I tell you, I got money, fine house & a car

I need help, I need a drink, I need that all-night bar

 

I get so lonely I could cry

I get so lonely I could cry

I get so lonely I could cry

Donít ever leave me, donít ever say goodbye

 

Iíve been around, been coast to coast

Well Iíve seen it all, yeah, more than most

You bet Iíve been a fool Ďcos I ainít so smart

I need help, I need a drink, I need that all-night bar

 

I get so lonely I could cry

I get so lonely I could cry

I get so lonely I could cry

Donít ever leave me, donít ever say goodbye

 

Well Iím a modern man, Iím a sign of the times

Well Iíve got it all and that ainít no crime

But then you donít have to be poor to be blue

I need help, I need a drink and baby, I need you

 

I get so lonely I could cry

I get so lonely I could cry

I get so lonely I could cry

Donít ever leave me, donít ever say goodbye

I get so lonely I could cry

I get so lonely I could cry

I get so lonely I could cry

Donít ever leave me, donít ever say goodbye

Donít ever leave me, donít ever say goodbye

Donít ever leave me, donít ever say goodbye

 

HELP ME

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright  BMG 1991

 

Iíve been waiting for the good times to come on in & roll

Iíve been waiting for the good times that the future might hold

Iíve been holding on to what weíve got

Sometimes I think that ainít a lot

Iím so scared itís as good as it gets

I guess Iím alone, just donít know it yet

 

Iíve been praying that the bad times are way behind me now

Iíve been saying those old bad times canít hurt me no how

Thinking like that well it sometimes helps

Iím just trying to make some sense

Iíve tried so hard to give you your space

Well I guess we live together in a separate place

 

Help me, give me your hand

Hold me, can you understand

that I need you & Iíll do what I can

to keep us together

and make some sense of what is meant by love

 

Iíve been hanging onto old times when you & I were young

Iíve been hiding in the old days, together we were fun

I realise how much weíve changed

Itís taken time and so much pain

Thereís things that hurt me, I know they hurt you too

But weíre too long together now, thereís too much to lose

 

Help me, give me your hand

Hold me, can you understand

that I need you & Iíll do what I can

to keep us together

and make some sense of what is meant by love

WATCH MY LIPS

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control 1991

                                                                     

Times had changed, things had gone good

We were working more than any band should

Needed help Ė you came along

Taking care of business was youíre kind of song

 

So who did we turn to? We turned to you

Who did we trust in? We trusted you

Where did you run to? Where did you go?

Was it just money now? Weíll never know

Watch my lips and donít take no jive

Men in suits sell only lies

Watch my lips, take my advice

Ainít no-one nowhere gonna take good care of you

But yourself

 

You didnít need no West End address

But you knew better, just had to impress

Didnít know that we paid all the bills

Until we needed cash and looked in the till

 

So who did we turn to? We turned to you

Who did we trust in? We trusted you

Where did you run to? Where did you go?

Was it just money now? Weíll never know

Watch my lips and donít take no jive

Men in suits sell only lies

Watch my lips, take my advice

Ainít no-one nowhere gonna take good care of you

But yourself

 

So anyone listening whoís starting on out

Believe in yourself and donít bide no doubt

Stay in control Ďcause youíre where itís at

Ainít no-one else whoíll take the rap

 

So who did we turn to?  ....... etc

 

YOU'VE GOT TO CHOOSE

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control 1991

 

Youíre standing at the junction, thereís only left or right

Youíve kept it all together, now things are getting tight

Youíve kept us from each other, even though weíve known

Youíve been two-timing both of us but now your coverís blown

 

So many questions, how many lies?

One woman living two separate lives

Who díya think youíre kidding?

Ainít no one thatís fooled

Soon youíll be discovered

Gonna have to pay some dues

 

Youíve got to, youíve got to choose

Canít keep from breaking the rules

Youíve got to, youíve got to choose

 

Your lifeís so complicated, you have to move so fast

From one place to another, your futureís in the past

Donít you think I know when youíve been out to play?

ĎCause in you sleep you call me Paul, you know my name is Dave

 

So many questions, how many lies?

One woman living two separate lives

Who díya think youíre kidding?

Ainít no one thatís fooled

Soon youíll be discovered

Gonna have to pay some dues

 

Youíve got to, youíve got to choose

Canít keep from breaking the rules

Youíve got to, youíve got to choose

 

You are a visitor to two different worlds

But you told me that you werenít that kind of girl

Home is where the heart is it is often said

But youíve got two homes, and how many beds?

 

I thought that I could take it, I thought that I could share

You gave me no alternative, no choice that seemed too clear

Now I know his name, I can see his face

I see you two together, I see him in my space

 

So many questions, how many lies?

One woman living two separate lives

Who díya think youíre kidding?

Ainít no one thatís fooled

Soon youíll be discovered

Gonna have to pay some dues

 

Youíve got to, youíve got to choose

Canít keep from breaking the rules

Youíve got to, youíve got to choose

 

STOP MESSING WITH MY LIFE

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control/Arone Songs 2003

 

You look me up Ė then you put me down

Donít know why you come back around

You seem to think you can come and go

Why oh why díya think Iíd want to know?

 

Stop messing with my life

Stop messing with my life

I try to keep forgetting

But my stupid heart ainít letting you go

 

You know exactly what to push

To make me open right up to you

It ainít no help to shut you out

I still seem to jump just whenever you shout

 

Stop messing with my life

Stop messing with my life

I try to keep forgetting

But my stupid heart ainít letting you go

 

I never wanted to see you go

But you were heading off to someone else

You said weíre over Ė weíre in your past

Now Iíve got used to being myself

 

I guess it ainít got nothing to do with my luck

Which got a little better just after yígave me up

I kept on buying the ticket Ė you thought was so absurd

Seems I am a winner Ė but how could you have heard?

 

Stop messing with my life

Stop messing with my life

Stop messing with my life

I try to keep forgetting - but it seems I canít say no

I try to keep forgetting - by now youíd think I know

I try to keep forgetting

But my stupid heart ÖÖ.. ainít letting you go

 

COMMUTER BLUES

by Gary Fletcher/Hilary Fletcher

Copyright Arone Records 1997

 

Standing at the station tired of waiting, & wishing Iíd driven

Iím a statue of myself, a blank form, the image of oblivion

Rooted to the ground, looking down the line for answers

I need a sign, a little more than the 8.04, what are my chances?

 

Thereís got to be something out there

Send it soon while I still care

Thereís got to be something out there

Something thatíll take me somewhere

 

Can you tell me when my train is gonna come?

Can you tell me if itís ever gonna come?

 

Am I just a figure in a lifesize Hornby Doublo here?

Why does everything around me seem as if itís got stuck in a low gear?

If itís God at the controls canít he help this toy on its way?

Or are the powerlines overhead not working today?

 

Thereís got to be something out there

Send it soon while I still care

Thereís got to be something out there

Something thatíll take me somewhere

 

Can you tell me when my train is gonna come?

Can you tell me if itís ever gonna come?

 

Look at us all, weíre on hold, just like this life of mine

No wonder they call it the Misery Line

Weekends & evenings remind me that Iím halfway to being alive

Where do I go between nine & five?

 

Thereís got to be something out there

Send it soon while I still care

Thereís got to be something out there

Something thatíll take me somewhere

 

Can you tell me when my train is gonna come?

Can you tell me if itís ever gonna come?

 

Hey mister, I need some assistance

Is that my life in the distance?

 

STEPPING OUT ON MAIN STREET

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control/Arone Songs 2001

 

Iím stepping out on Main Street

Been a long time gone

Yes Iím stepping out on Main Street

Iíve been a long time gone

Well I stood as judge and jury

I threw away the key

I didnít give no hearing

Didnít want to hear from me

I was standing as defendant

Pleading guilty to the charge

I called for prosecution

No punishment too harsh

But Iím back -

on the downtown Main Street track

 

Well Iím walking down the Main Street

Been a long time gone

Yes Iím walking down the Main Street

Iíve been a long time gone

Iíd been living in the fast lane

Pushing way too hard

Burning up at both ends

My head before my heart

Somethingís gotta give

when you empty out your tank

Nothing in reserve

No credit in the bank

But Iím back Ė

on the downtown Main Street track

 

Well Iím running down the Main Street

Been a long time gone

Yes Iím running down the Main Street

Iíve been a long time gone

Well I heard my soul a-calling

We all got that voice within

Finally started listening

to some sense, meant I began

to understand the need

for my friends, my family

Guess it took the dark

to see the light in front of me

But Iím back Ė

On the downtown Main Street track ÖÖrepeat

 

TOLD NO LIES

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Paternoster Music Ltd 1994

 

She told me she loved me

Heard her say I do

ĎTil death do us part

I thought it was true

Well we had some hard times

We had it real tough

Together we struggled

And that was enough

 

And I told no lies

And I heard no lies

And we both had faith

Yes we both had faith

 

First we were three

And then became four

We were real happy

And we were real sure

But something was changing

Deep in her heart

The feeling was gone

But we just couldnít part

 

And still I told no lies

And I heard no lies

But weíd lost the faith

Yes weíd lost the faith

 

And still I told no lies

And I heard no lies

But weíd lost the faith

Yes weíd lost the faith

 

YOU ARE TRUE

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control/Arone Songs 2002

 

Donít tell me that you donít

Babe I know you do

Donít tell me that you donít

Babe I know you do

Youíve started telling lies

Come on now tell me why

 

Donít take me for a fool

It seems as though you do

Donít take me for a fool

It seems as though you do

Letís stop this wasting time

I think Iíve seen the signs

 

Donít need to know who

Donít need to know when

Donít need to know where

Ainít sure that I care

Seems like you wanna be the backdoor girl

You wanna be the hoochie coochie girl

Do you think youíre li'l Jane the congaroo

Or is it all in my mind and really you are true

 

Just keep me from myself

I know I need your help

Just keep me from myself

I know I need your help

Canít believe that your are mine

I doubt it all the time

 

Donít need to know who

Donít need to know when

Donít need to know where

Ainít sure that I care

Seems like you wanna be the backdoor girl

You wanna be the hoochie coochie girl

Do you think youíre Ďlil Jane the congaroo

Or is it all in my mind and really you are true

 

TAKE ME TO THE RED LINE

by Gary Fletcher

Copyright Control/Arone Songs 1999

 

Is there someone out there waiting,

something that Iíve missed?

Iíve seen it all on the tv Ö

a whole world Iíve never kissed

Iíve always been a regular guy

Do what Iím told, I donít ask why

I love my mama, my papa too

I always took their point of view

I mind my manners and I eat real neat

Never played games out in the street

My books always told me to keep it safe,

donít walk on the cracks and know your place

 

I worked real hard to come through school

I wasnít too smart but I broke no rules

Got me a job right down at the bank

But somethingís a-changiní, got a tiger in my tank

 

Take me to the red line

Take me to the red line

 

I want to feel the wind of change in my face

I want to feel the chill of fear in the race

I want to climb a mountain with no safety line

I want to grab a hand just in time

 

Take me to the red line

Take me to the red line

 

I want to taste the passion of a wild new heart

I want to feel a love that shakes you apart

I want to travel to where you canít take a plane

I want to find that edge where youíre almost insane

 

Take me to the red line

Take me to the red line

Take me to the red line

Take me to the red line

 

Copyright Gary Fletcher 2009    /    Last updated 24 January 2009