Book Early - The Lyrics

 


5.7.0.5.

Music: Steve Broughton
Lyrics: Lol Mason

Got myself just one more dime,
But will the operator hold the line,
When my ears keep telling me there's no reply (no reply)
Pick up the telephone,
I go crazy when there's no-one home
I feel cheated and small when my number's on the wall
Of your room, call me soon

(Chorus)
Hey operator. 5.7.0.5. but there's no reply
I keep calling 5.7.0.5.why do you keep me hanging on the line?

I can't believe that there's no-one there
Is this a private number love affair?
With your phone-booth lover still waiting on the wire (high wire)
I saw the light shine behind your door
I heard the party on the second floor.
But you only pretend that you've been visiting friends
From abroad, Tell me more.

(Chorus)
Hey operator. 5.7.0.5. but there's no reply
I keep calling 5.7.0.5. why do you keep me hanging on the line?

Mysterious feeling, I can't believe what she done to me
Too late now, it's all over town . . .

(Chorus)
Hey operator. 5.7.0.5. but there's no reply
I keep calling 5.7.0.5. why do you keep me hanging on the line?

Ist Lead Vocal: Roy Ward
2ndLead Vocal: Lol Mason

 


 

SUMMER IN THE SCHOOLYARD

Music: Steve Broughton, Mike Slamer
Lyrics: Lol Mason

In the summer of '63, it was so damn hot you could hardly breathe.
Kicking dust in the mission square, trace of perfume in the air.

Whatever happened to the calendar girl with the beautiful teeth? Does
she dream of me when she's sound asleep?

(Chorus)
When everybody sang 'Yeah, Yeah, Yeah'.
That summer in the schoolyard
It was oh so hot.
That summer in the schoolyard
Everybody sang 'Yeah Yeah Yeah'

She was klarilyn, Tuesday Weld, we were just thirteen but what the hell? Let
me tell you how a young boy feels When he hears the clickin'of a girls hi-heels.

She wore a pin for a college boy, life's cruel to me.
She couldn't care for the kid with the dirty knees
(Chorus)
When everybody sang 'Yeah, Ye&h, Yeah'.
That summer in the schoolyard
It was oh so hot.
That summer in the schoolyard
Everybody sang 'Yeah Yeah Yeah'

Lead Vocals: Steve Broughton, Lol Mason, Roy Ward

 


 

GOODBYE LAURELIE

Music & Lyrics: Lol Mason & Max Thomas

The grass is overgrowing on the garden rail.
And crickets call a chorus I remember.well,
Calling me, that old familiar thunder. Writing
letters I always meant to send you.

When every second feature showed Niagara Falls We were
sitting pretty, feeling twice as tall. Making faces at the madman
in the alleyway. We laughed at every cowboy who stopped to
fill his glass.

(Chorus)
Calling, Goodbye Laurelie, dirty town lullabye.
Goodbye Laurelie, goodbye.
Goodbye Laurelie, dirty town lullabye.
Goodbye Laurelie . . .

When all the city papers say you're doing well You're
still a small town story that the neighbours tell When
you smile and say hello to strangers You're still the
foolish boy they all remember.

The crazy Jane I chased every other night. Has
reappeared in white like a virgin bride. I'm the
face in the comer of the photograph A wild man
at the weddding, fixing his tie.

(Chorus)
Calling, Goodbye Laurelie dirty town lullabye.
Goodbye Laurelie, goodbye.
Goodbye Laurelie, dirty town lullabye.
Goodbye Laurelie . . .
Lead Vocals: Lol Mason

 


 

RAISE YOUR GLASS (TO FOOLISH ME)

Music & Lyrics: Steve Broughton

Well it's another rainy night, here in my hometown,
And the rain beats down on the stone surround
Of the prison grounds
Well you can raise a smile but lower your eyes
When you pass by
You'd surely understand if you were the man
Doing time

I guess it's fair to say I had more than my share that day And
you know, I've been told all prison bars are closed

(Chorus) So won't you raise your glass and get drunk
for me 'Cos I'm the fool who drank too much, you see.
So won't you set them up unselfishly Please raise your
glass to foolish me.

When I left the factory gate I was perfectly straight and sober But I
stopped for a short one which led to a long one and murder Well he
was six feet five, about twice my size, but I was crazy Because I heard
him say, my wife, in the day was no lady.

I guess it's fair to say
I had more than my share that day
And you know, I've been told all prison bars are closed

(Chorus) So won't you raise your glass and drink
to me 'Cos I'm the fool who left her alone you see.
So won't you set them up unselfishly Please raise
your glass to foolish me.

Lead Vocals: Steve Broughton

 


 

CIGARETTES

Music: Steve Broughton, Mike Slamer
Lyrics: Lol Mason

The sheets are untidy, it's twelve o'clock and the bed's unmade I
scratch my face 'cause I forgot to shave. I hide from the milkman when
his feet reach my step; thank God for my girlfriend, she left her
cigarettes.

Ooh . . . take another drag to bring you down
Ooh . . . just another pack to take you down

(Chorus)
Cigarettes that you leave unlit
Just a trace of lipstick on a filter tip
Cigarettes that you leave unlit,
You'd better smoke it, Before you choke on it.
Cigarettes that you leave unlit
Just a trace of lipstick on a filter tip
Cigarettes that you leave unlit,
You'd better smoke it, Before you choke on it.

Another morning it's hard to hold my spirit up
As if the thought of you would really bring me luck
The sun is shining like the egg upon my face
I may have lost you, but I got your cigarettes

Ooh . . . take another drag to bring you down
Ooh . . . just another pack to take you down.

(Chorus)
Cigarettes that you leave unlit
Just a trace of lipstick on a filter tip
Cigarettes that you leave unlit,
You'd better smoke it, Before you choke on it.
Cigarettes that you leave unlit
Just a trace of lipstick on a filter tip
Cigarettes that you leave unlit,
You'd better smoke it, Before you choke on it.

1st Lead Vocal: Roy Ward

 


 

WHAT A NIGHT

Words and Music by Steve Broughton

I'm so happy lying here, reclining in this easy chair,
Wond'rin' what the hell could go wrong.
My mind's confused, my body tired,
I wonder if I'm still alive,
Has Anybody here please got the time
Oh no, the time

(Chorus)
Ooh what a night, Ooh what a night, Ooh what a night, Ooh what
a night, Ooh what a night, Ooh what a night, Ooh what a night,

Now the morning's drawing near, my head she thump from the beer, And
the telephone she ring (who's there?) My God that typist that I floored I
must have drunk more than I thought, Can anybody here please show me
the door Oh no, you want more?

(Chorus repeat)

Lead Vocals: Steve Broughton

 


 

DO WHAT YOU DO, DO WELL

Music: Roy Ward, Mike Slamer
Lyrics Roy Ward, LolMason

(Chorus) Do what you do,
do well, Do what you do,
do well.

Well some time before I came of age
Someone stopped me once to say,
If you don't get on with what you do,
Do what you do best.
Time to specialize - specialize forget the rest.
He said that I was out of my time
So I began to laugh and he replied,

(Chorus) Do what you do,
do well Do what you do,
do well.

Well ten years on when I was all alone The same guy
stopped me once again. 'Hey you're the guy I know it's you,
I recognize your eyes This sure is some surprise - some
surprise Hey man I've seen them all and you fumed out the
best' I had to laugh when I thought of what he said.

(Chorus)
Do what you do, do well
Do what you do, do well

How does it feel be out in the cold?
Going solo.
What will you do when they say you're too old?
Staying single, too nervous to mingle.
Waiting for friends to drop by or maybe phone.
Standing by your window,

(Chorus) Do what you do, do well,
Do what you do, do well, Do what
you do, do well, etc. etc.

Lead Vocal: Roy Ward
2ndLead Vocal: LolMason

 


 

THE WORLD LOVES A DANCER

Music & Lyrics: Lol Mason and Max Thomas

Applying her make-up and wanting to wake up, She
slips into something tight. With rouge on her Ace,
lipstick in place She dresses to Ace the light:
Humming a tune and leaving her room She's ready to
brave the night.

(Chorus) The world loves a dancer, moving in time
The world loves a dancer, the moon in her eyes. The
world loves a dancer, step into the light.

Through living with losers the tools and the boozers
Are sleeping outside her door. They're all Marion
Brandos with novelty tangos Who polish their shoes on
the floor. With Lavender Lovers who laugh under-
covers And dance when the crowd calls more.

(Chorus) The world loves a dancer, moving in time
The world loves a dancer, the moon in her eyes The
world loves a dancer, step into the light.

Just for a moment, caught up in romance, She
silently takes the floor. She's dancing a slow
one, partnering no-one And answering all the
applause.

(Chorus) The world loves a dancer, moving in time.
The world loves a dancer, the moon in her eyes.
Theworld loves a dancer, step into the light.

Lead Vocals: Lol Mason

 


 

BETH

Music: Steve Broughton
Lyrics: Lol Mason

Hey, there's no-one to blame I feel the same way too.
Clouds in luly, stormy weather for you and 1.

We were caught in the rain, so very wet again.
Stuck in a jam, cursing the weather man.

(Chorus) Oh Beth, please treat me kindly,
Those silly little things always remind me,
Oh Beth, I need you beside me Tomorrow
brings blue skies So please wipe the tear
from your eye.

Anyway, I'd still be the same, if you came home again.
Losing the fight, sweet surrender by G ndlelight.

(Chorus) Oh Beth please treat me kindly
Those silly little things always remind me
Oh Beth, I need you beside me Tomorrow
brings blue skies So please wipe the tear
from your eye.

Lead Vocal:SteveBroughton

 


 

MOVING IN CIRCLES

Music & Lyrics: Steve Broughton

Talking; one way is an interrogation, Make it two ways,
you've got a conversation But three ways makes for a
controntahon Ain't that rich? Because the odd number
makes for separation And separation leads to
fragmentation And before too long you're back to the
first situation, Ain't that a bitch? It's spinning me round
and round It's like losing your way in a crowd, Losing
your way . . . losing your way.

(Chorus)
I feel we're moving in circles,
Ot which we have no undersv nding.
Weaving spirals but leaving no trace.
I can't get used to the strange eerie feeling
Ot moving in circles
I can't wipe the smile off my face.
Changing; one way is by revolution
When it seems the only to way to change the constitution
It takes too long for natural evolution
Ain't that rich?
(Before too long there's retribution, it's all part of the institution).
But it seems like a case of plain substitution,
When self-delusion leads to persecution
And before too long you're back to the first solution
Ain't that a bitch?
It's spinning me round and round
It's like losing your way in a crowd
Losing your way . . . losing your way.
(Chorus)
I feel we're moving in circles
Ot which we have no understanding

Weaving spirals but leaving no trace.
I can't get used to the strange eerie feeling
Of moving in circles.
I can't wipe the smile off my face.

Lead Vocals: Steve Broughton

 


 

DANGEROUS GROUND

Music & Lyrics: Max Thomas and Lol Mason

He fell out of the ocean, a sailor sighting land. Smiles
and sun-tan lotion we laid him on the sand. He
breathed a sigh or two and smiled To see what he had
come into, run into.

We asked him what his name was, he called himself a fool He
said 'I'm the hrst of many and you're the last of few'. He stared
into the sea and showed us Where horizons disappear, the
ships appeared.

(Chorus)
He fell on dangerous ground and woke up in paradise.
We took to the hills, afraid of his deep, blue eyes.
This man on dangerous ground, shaking the devil loose.
Falling down on his knees, shaking his fist at the moon.

He built himself a kingdom, we laughed and clapped our hands He
bought us with his magic, this unfamiliar man. Silver birds have filled
the sky It seems the grass is greener on the other side. Now there's
nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

(Chorus)
He fell on dangerous ground and woke up in paradise.
We took to the hills, afraid of his deep, blue eyes.
This man on dangerous ground shaking the devil loose.
Falling down on his knees, shaking his fiat at the moon.

Lead Vocals: Lol Mason

 

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