Saint Etienne Album

"Have you ever been to a harvest of the corn?"

Drift along
Drift along
Gonna find them
Drift along
Gonna find them
Drift along (repeated)

Need to make is special
Need to make it new
Looking for the action
Something more to do
Underneath the pavement
Towers in the clouds
Gotta find the action
Need it soon
Right now

Drift along (repeated)

Chorus (x2):
Cause I've been searching for all the people
I used to turn to and
All the people who knew the answers
Let's get the feeling again

Back in sweet suburbia
Middle of the road
Looking for the action
Everywhere I go
Need to make it special
Need to make it knew
Looking for the action
Something more to do

Drift along (repeated)

Chorus (x4):
Cause I've been searching for all the people
I used to turn to and
All the people who knew the answers
Let's get the feeling again

Janine, just 19
Joined a pyramid scheme
Didn't think it mean
To inflate her estate - left it too late
Broke her dreams, broke her friends
Who said "Courtesy is dead"
And now a piece of Farnborough
Is looking like Tiranha
She's banking on the fee
She'll get from ITV

Rethink, refrain
Don't pull the choke chain
Amateur...

Karl, frozen smile
Got himself a mobile
Got a house, one wrinkle
Couldn't get a signal
Pretty fast put a mast
On the neighbouring flats
A little girl called Jill
Will become very ill
But that is years away
So who gives a hey?

5 star review - who?
Bought a new LP
Had to agree
With the critic - really dug my lyric
Tolerate all the people who hate
When they walk all over you
Oh, baby, what you're gonna do?
Get a Corinthian view
Wear the pink and blue

The perverse possibilities of the Barbican
You could be invisible here
You can get a notion of floating across the city

I feel a nostalgia
For an age yet to come

Wildflower
Soft like wildflowers by rivers and streams
Thoughts washing over me like the stuff of my dreams
And I see it coming true
We'll be soft like you
We'll be soft like you

Sarah
Hey
Do you want to be
Or don't you want to be
Soft like me

Hey
Do you want to be
Or don't you want to be
Soft like me

Wildflower
I used to wonder why big boys don't cry
'Cause they were always taught to hold it deep inside
Hide the feelings
They bubble to the top
When it's all going off
Better put 'em up
Let 'em know you're tough

And remember
They won't take backtalk
Then you should never let that walk

"And son, if you run back to me defenseless
Then, boy, I'm a wanna beat you senseless"

And that's Daddy
Doing what he can
To make that boy a man
I have a different plan

Baby, I'll encourage you to be
Expressive not aggressive
More soft around the edges
Just like me

Sarah
Hey
Do you want to be
Or don't you want to be
Soft like me

Hey
Do you want to be
Or don't you want to be
Soft like me

Wildflower
Little girls are made of everything nice
We pay the price
For wearing hearts on sleeves
I still believes
We hold the key
To the better way to be
With feminine energy
I touch the universe
But what came first
Was peace to all mankind
But in this
Time and a hard life
I'm having a hard time
With growing a thick skin
'Cause I soak up all the hurt
And hold it all within
And I've been this way from day
I never got no hugs
When I fell down in the play-
Ground
Maybe it would be different now
But how a mother's love
Gave so much to us, too
Made us soft but strong
Just like you

I see it coming true
We'll be soft like you

Sarah
Hey
Do you want to be
Or don't you want to be
Soft like me

Hey
Do you want to be
Or don't you want to be
Soft like me

Wildflower
Yeah, you're a tough guy
And a hard knot
Say you wanna do it
Oh
But a big butt
Scared to get into it
'Cause when you gave your love and trust
Your heart got crushed, in a rush
Head got twisted up
Files went corrupt
Your system overload
As you went chugging down that lovely road
You could take the physical blows
But emotional lows
Left him on the ropes

Somehow she always copes with the pain
And comes back again
Like, yeah, you know me, girl
Stay ready for the world
From the red corner
Stay warmer
Born in optimistic
Hoping that his heart will open

Sarah
Hey
Do you want to be
Or don't you want to be
Soft like me

Hey
Do you want to be
Or don't you want to be
Soft like me

I said you'll never take a flight from (?)
So don't you want to be
Soft like me

I said you'll never take a flight from (?)
So don't you want to be
Soft like me

Blues, oh, rainbow

And now
Return to the river again
To live by the water again

Blues, oh, rainbow

And then
Return to the river again
To live by the water again

Blues, oh, rainbow

Had to take a train
And get out of the rain
Time to stop, think it over
Another cup a coffee
But i'm feeling the same
Gotta stop, think it over

Could he be a lover
I don't know what to say
Could he be a friend
I'm so unsure
Could you find another
Could it be a solution
Come and go, maybe tomorrow

Draw the curtains tight
It doesnt feed in the cold
Time to stop, think it over
My perfect city, see it turning to gold
Had to stop, think it over

Could he be a lover
I need a little more time
Could he be a friend
Just a week or so
Could you find another
Mmm, I can't play that game

I don't know if i'm coming or going

Could he be a lover
I've travelled all this way
Could he be a friend
Well, I want more
Could you find another
There's a ship in the ocean
Another day, feel like it could float away

Feel like it float away

In the rain, in the fall
In the road, in the hall
In the main, in the fog
In the showers
Call my name...

In the rain, in the star
In the bath, in the hall
In the car, in the main
In the showers
Call my name...

This time I'm gonna say
What's been building up for days
This time I'm gonna say
That we've gotta walk away
This time...
This time...

New thing
It's such a new thing
You've got me where you want me
You've got me where you want me

Could it be we'll stay together?
Will I ever know?
If this night could last forever
Maybe then I'll know

Signal's down
And the men are searching this quarter
Power's gone
And we got no heat and no water

But we're the salmon against the tide
You'd better get ready when the sounds arrive
Because the boys are back in town
And nothing can stop us now
Oh, this is our wall of sound

Hate and fear
Are taking over this city
But they're never get through
When the records are sounding so pretty

'Cause we're the salmon against the tide
You gotta get a line to the world outside
To play "The Boys Are Back In Town
And "Nothing Can Stop Us Now"
Oh, this is our wall of sound

In my room
Maybe if I had the nerve
Once again
Get the jive that I deserve
I sail myself down the river
This is where it comes undone

When you give a damn
Feelings start to flow
The more you know

Late again
Act as if I couldn’t care
Flirt with the rain
A little accidental affair
I see myself burning bridges
This is where it’s all destroyed

Thoughts we had
Ridicule the things we say
Speed up, speed up
Lose your head and lose your way
Meanwhile back at the party
This is where it’s at today

When you give a damn
Everything starts to flow
The more you know

Natwest, Barclays, Midlands, Lloyds.
Use a bank? I'd rather die.


I loved to draw when I was a little girl
It helped me see the world as I wanted it to be
Sometimes I walk home through a network of car parks
Just because i can
I love the feeling of being slightly lost
To find new spaces, new routes, new areas
I love the lack of logic
I love the feeling of being slightly lost

I belive that music in the long run can straighten out most things
There are too many bands that act lame
Sound tame
I believe In Electrelane
Over here it's new, it's now, it's you, it's clean
The beard and lipstick scene
So look beyond Big brother, gossip culture,
So bored of stupidity
The myth of common sense
I believe in Donovan over Dylan
In love over cynicism
Oh, ??????????

Finisterre, to tear it down and start again (x3)
Think about the love back in Finisterre

Five miles north is a town
of silver birches
Twenty-seven chuches
A look of horror if you drop a H
Around here its hoods up and heads down
Got it the wrong way around
When things get turned around
I slow down
Dream about the notion of the perfect city
Imagine the 19th century never happened
Just a straight run from Beau Brummell to Bauhaus
Dreams never end
This house believes in skyscrapers

Chorus (x5):
Finisterre, to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre

I want to know the whole of the city with you


You see McGee was into deals, Barrett was into moves.