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Hatful of Rain: The Best of Del Amitri (1998)
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If you think your mind is ready
Then open your heart and let it fall
If you keep on hiding from me
You're not gonna live your life at all

'Cos if it's love that you want
You've gotta give me more than you've shown
Because the sweet light of love won't come down
If you don't cry, cry to be found
If you don't cry, cry to be found

So get yourself together, let it
Be something you'll treasure for ever more
Make me come out looking for it
And show me you're worth me waiting for

'Cos if it's love that you want
You've gotta give me more than you've shown
Because the sweet light of love won't come down
If you don't cry, cry to be found
If you don't cry, cry to be found

If you could give me a flag to follow
A bright shining path toward your door
Then you might get somewhere at last
That you wanted to go

'Cos if it's love that you want
You've gotta give me more than you've shown
Because the sweet light of love won't come down
If you don't cry, cry to be found
If you don't cry, cry to be found

Cry, cry, what you waiting for
Cry, if you don't cry, (if you don't cry)
Cry, if you don't cry, you're not gonna' live your life
(Cry), you're not gonna' live your life at all
(Cry), c'mon, show me you're worth me waitin' for
(Cry,), oooh (cry), cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

. . .


Look around your world, pretty baby
Is it everything you'd hoped it'd be?
The wrong guy, the wrong situation
The right time to roll to me
Roll to me

And look into your heart, pretty baby
Is it aching with some nameless need?
Is there something wrong and you can't put your finger on it
Right then, roll to me

And I don't think I have ever seen
A soul so in despair
So if you want to talk the night through
Guess who will be there?

So don't try to deny it, pretty baby
You've been down so long you can hardly see
When the engine's stalled and it won't stop raining, it's the
Right time to roll to me
Roll to me
Roll to me

And I don't think I have ever seen
A soul so in despair
So if you want to talk the night through
Guess who will be there?

So look around your world, pretty baby
Is it everything you'd hoped it'd be?
The wrong guy, the wrong situation
The right time to roll to me
The right time to roll to me
the right time to roll to me

. . .


It seems like weeks since you looked at me, baby, without that look of distaste
I don't know why your feelings are changing but I've seen it in your face
And all those times when our lips were kissing, our tongues were telling lies
And all those signs I've been missing right there in your eyes

So come on babe, let's kiss this thing goodbye

I sometimes feel when we're together baby, everything has turned out wrong
And I know you feel exactly the same way but still we carry on
I've been waiting up by the window watching these cars go by
And I tell myself that I'll go through the motions for the last time tonight

So come on babe, let's kiss this thing goodbye

Now I'm watching the fumes foul up the sunrise, I'm watching the light fade away
And I'm hoping tonight that I'll open the door, and you'll stand here and say

Come on babe, let's kiss this thing goodbye
Better make it sooner than later
Before it all turns sour
Don't you know we'd better kiss this thing goodbye

. . .


With some girls it don't matter who you hang with
With some girls it don't matter how you talk
And some girls they are easy to be yourself with
But the one girl that I want ain't easy to please with what I've got

With some girls it don't matter where you're aiming
With some girls it don't matter how you act
And some girls they don't care what car you came in
But the one girl that I want, she wants that one bit of geography I lack

Yeah, she don't want me 'cos I'm not where it's at

And some girls they will worry about reactions
And some girls they don't give a damn for that
But somehow I ain't ever in on the action
'Cos the one girl I want, she wants that one little quality I lack

Yeah, she don't want me 'cos I'm not where it's at

I don't have my finger on the pulse of my generation
I just got my hand on my heart, I know no better location

Yeah, she don't want me 'cos I'm not where it's at
No I'm not where it's at

. . .


Post office clerks put up signs saying 'position closed'
And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats
And janitors padlock the gates
For security guards to patrol
And bachelors phone up their friends for a drink
While the married ones turn on a chat show

And they'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow

Gentlemen time please, you know we can't serve anymore
Now the traffic lights change to stop, when there's nothing to go
And by five o'clock everything's dead
And every third car is a cab
And ignorant people sleep in their beds
Like the doped white mice in the college lab

And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song
And we all sing along like before

And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow

Telephone exchanges click while there's nobody there
The Martians could land in the car park and no one would care
Closed-circuit cameras in department stores
Shoot the same movie every day
And the stars of these films neither die nor get killed
Just survive constant action replay

And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song
And we all sing along like before

And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow

And bill hoardings advertise products that nobody needs
While "Angry from Manchester" writes to complain about
All the repeats on TV
Computer terminals report some gains in the values of copper and tin
While American businessmen snap up Van Goghs
For the price of a hospital wing

And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song
And we all sing along like before

And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
They'll burn down the synagogues at six o'clock
And we'll all go along like before

And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow

. . .


So you're in love with someone else
Someone who burns within your soul
And it looks like I am the last to know
I hear you've never felt so alive
So much desire beyond control
And as usual I am the last to know

The last to know how you're feeling
The last to know where you are
The last to know if you're happy now
Or if he's treating you like I treated you
Or if he's cruel
I'll be the last to know

We spent summers up beyond the bay
And you said these are such perfect days
That if the bomb drops baby
I wanna be the last to know
But now you're living up behind the hill
And though we share the same city and feel the same sun
When your winter comes
I'll be the last to know

Always the last to know how you're feeling
The last to know where you are
The last to know if you're happy now
Or if he's pleaded with you
Like I pleaded with you if you go
Don't let me be the last to know
Don't let me be the last to know

Creation's gone crazy
The TV's gone mad
Now you're the only sane thing that I've had

Always the last to know how you're feeling
The last to know where you are
The last to know if you're happy now
Or if he's cheated on you
Like I cheated on you, oh
You were the last to know
You were the last to know
Don't let me be the last to know

Oh, Oh, Oh.

Don't let me be the last to know

No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No.

. . .


Hey I'm with you, let me just get you a light
And if we had thought to listen
We might have checked if the weather was right
And I don't mind if you want to drive all day

Hey, it's raining, I should have brought my coat
Sometimes I could sell my soul
Just to sit and watch you smoke
And I don't mind if you want to break my heart

'Cos you can burn paper
You can turn on a wheel
But you can't change later
Here and now just how good we can feel

Hey, stop talking, think I can hear the sea
And did I tell you the sound of the surf
Makes strange things happen to me
And I don't mind if you want to crash the car

'Cos you can turn traitor
You can turn on your heels
But you can't change lady
Here and now just how good we can feel

And hey don't worry, so that black cat's some kind of curse
'Cos if bad times are coming up ahead
Just put us in reverse

I don't want to waste time thinking 'bout here and now
Nothing else matters but what we've got here and now

. . .


I still don't believe it, how much we lied
Last night you made it with him now I'm supposed to be dignified
Just like a man

Well I spend my night-times drinking and you spend your days in bed
And I guess it's up to us to choose the methods by which we forget

And just like a man he holds you gently
And just like a man he strokes your hair
And just like a man I still pretend that I'm
Immune to the whole affair

But I wanna die, I wanna cry, I wanna tell you that I was wrong
Yeah I wanna die, I wanna cry but it's too late
So I soldier on just like a man

I don't believe it, you were easy to leave but now
I do my best to relieve it in the only way that I know how
Just like a man

And I don't wanna possess you, and I don't wanna take his place
But I don't wanna see my last few pleasures written all over his face

And just like a man he holds you gently
And just like a man he strokes your hair
And just like a man I still pretend that I'm
Immune to the whole affair

But I wanna die, I wanna cry, I wanna tell you I was wrong
Yeah I wanna die, I wanna cry but it's too late
So I soldier on just like a man

And I have something to tell you but it doesn't matter now
I'll stick to small talk and leave the little bits of flattery to him
I could call you but why would I bother to
You might not be in or he might misunderstand
Just like a man

. . .


You can grin but you can't hide
All the emptiness inside
Since she left you like spit in the rain

Without doubt it is true
She was the only love you knew
Now she's gone it fades away
Like spit in the rain

And you can try to find her
But you'll be looking in vain
Because love disappears like spit in the rain

And you can try to figure out
Why you mean nothing to her now
But you might just as well
Go spit in the rain

And maybe then you will find
Her sweet memory in your mind
Washed away, out of sight
Like spit in the rain

Without doubt it is true
Without her there's only you
With a little luck, with a little time
You'll pull through

And you can try to find her
But you'll be looking in vain
Because love disappears like spit in the rain
Because love disappears like spit in the rain

. . .


Look at the fool you have been
They drained the pool while you drowned in the dream
They bought your beauty and your soul
Then softly sold you back what they stole

So look into the mirror do you recognise someone
Is it who you always hoped you would become
When you were young

The disappointment of success
Hangs from your shoulders like a hand-me-down dress
And down nostalgia's rocky road
You watch your former lovers growing old

So look into the mirror do you recognise someone
Is it who you always hoped you would become
When you were young

Sometimes your lack of sympathy gets hard to explain
So on your mask of make-up you just paint
A little parody of pain

So I look into the mirror and I recognise someone
It is who you always hoped you would become
When you were young

. . .


Driving through the long night
Trying to figure who's right and who's wrong
Now the kid has gone
I sit belted up tight
She sucks on a match light, glowing bronze
Steering on

And I might be more a man if I stopped this in its tracks
And said, come on, let's go home
But she's got the wheel,
And I've got nothing except what I have on

When you're driving with the brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

Trying to keep the mood right
Trying to steer the conversation from
The thing we've done
She shuts up the ashtray, I say it's a long way back now, hon
She just yawns

And we might get lost some place
So desolate that no one where we're from would ever come
But she's got the wheel and I've got to deal from now on

When you're driving with the brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

But unless the moon falls tonight
Unless continents collide
Nothing's gonna make me break from her side

'Cos when you're driving with the brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

. . .


Everybody in the funhouse
Says they want out
But we're taking our time
'Cos we're in love with time
Whole generations thinking of themselves
As infidels and pop stars
While the bomb loses patience
We line up and just lean against the bar

Stone cold sober, looking for bottles of love

Caught in the headlights
Wide-eyed and ready to receive
We are the dead life
Locked in dogfights, lost in disbelief
And these dark days
Make the nights seem brighter than they are
So while Fleet Street rolls and the moon glows
In the funhouse the fun starts

Stone cold sober, looking for bottles of love

Born in the half-light
Of threats and bribes
In a hopeless porn parade
We get the dog's life, tidbits train us
What to wear, what not to say
When you're footloose but you just feel limbless
Life gets in the way
So we get loaded or totally legless
But stay the same

Stone cold sober, looking for bottles of love

. . .


Tell her not to go
I ain't holding on no more
Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time

Tell her not to cry
I just got scared, that's all
Tell her I'll be by her side, all she has to do is call

Tell her the chips are down
I drank too much and shouted it aloud
Tell her something in my heart
Needs her more than even clowns need the laughter of the crowd

Tell her what was wrong
I sometimes think too much
But say nothing at all
Tell her from this high terrain, I am ready now to fall

Tell her not to go
I ain't holding on no more
Tell her nothing if not this: all I want to do is kiss her

Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time

. . .


A struck match faded like a nervous laugh
Beyond the halo of a naked bulb
And your low voice mingles with your other half's
Schoolfriends in second-hand clothes
Eventually your world will shrink within four walls
Of neglected debts and stolen stereos

So move away Jimmy Blue
Before your small, small town turns around and swallows you

A drunk mother was the cue
For the legendary things that you do
Behind the carnival tent with mud on your face
Behind the old glue factory too

So move away Jimmy Blue
Before your small, small town turns around and swallows you

Wet feet visit the same old places
You're finding nothing new
It's a bin full of tissues from made-up faces
In a town full of nothing to do
A love match with the moon
In a layby, while insects hum and
You got put in the darkness of a woman's womb
Jimmy Blue, Jimmy Blue

So move away
Turn around and move away
Yeah, move away Jimmy Blue
Before your small, small town turns around and swallows you

. . .


Well the bus is pulling out
And I guess I'd better go
Before I make a grave mistake and let my feelings show
And twenty miles away
She waits alone for me
But when I try to picture her you're the one I see

And in another situation I could put up a fight
But you will be my downfall tonight

So the night is coming down
Drowning us in blue
And it all points towards the things we know we shouldn't do
And as I look at you
And I fall under your spell
Well, I know I should be thinking of her lying there herself

And when faced with temptation you know a man should stand and fight
But you will be my downfall tonight

Be my downfall
Be my great regret
Be the one girl
That I'll never forget
Be my undoing
Be my slow road to ruin tonight

Well the bus is pulling out
And I'm grounded here with you
And I want to say the sweet things babe I've always wanted to
So tell me now the tail-lights have gone out of sight
Baby won't you be my downfall once again tonight

. . .


I must've had a million damn unlucky days
But there ain't no cloud that a bottle can't chase away
And I've done my deal of living, ran from place to place
But when the roof comes in I don't wanna take it straight

They say with faith any soul can make it
But hell, why should I wait
Till the clouds go rain on some other sucker's parade

I've had my share of heartaches, let-downs and tricks
But the everyday blues is the one thing I can't fix
And I've heard those holy brethren muttering my name
But it ain't no sin to drink when you're suffering

Patience, they say, is a saintly virtue
But hell, why should I wait
Till the clouds go rain on some other sucker's parade

When every heavy skyline just empties on your fate
Sometimes keeping dry's something to celebrate

So if the road of sin is the one I'm taking
I ain't gonna stray
Till the clouds go rain on some other sucker's parade

. . .


So long, go on and do your best
Let all France have whiskey on its breath
The world may not be shaking yet but you might prove them wrong
Even long shots make it

So go then, out into history
And show them how easy it can be
And you might not believe it yet but pretty soon you'll see
Even long shots make it

Just don't come home too soon
Just don't come home too soon

I don't care what people say
We can laugh it all away
If I have a dream at all it's that for once you won't be on that stupid plane

And the world may not be shaking yet
But you might prove them wrong
Even long shots make it

Just don't come home too soon
Just don't come home too soon
I don't care what people say
We're gonna laugh it all away

. . .


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