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Stereophonics
Stereophonics


Background information
Origin Cwmaman, Mid Glamorgan, Wales
Genre(s) Post-Britpop
Indie Rock
Alternative Rock
Rock
Years active 1992—present
Label(s) V2 Records
Website Website
Members
Kelly Jones
Richard Jones
Javier Weyler
Adam Zindani
Former members
Stuart Cable



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Stereophonics Album


You Gotta Go There To Come Back (06/02/2003)
06/02/2003
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Dancing
In the mirror
You could see her from a mile man
She was alright
She looked right over her shoulder
Right at me
I was falling through the floor now
She came, over me

Help me, oh help me,
She's out of her mind
Help me, oh help me
Somebody tonight

Laughing, all night
She could tell a funny story
She could stay up all night
She was someone to remember
She was black and white
We did it on a sunbed
And she did it right

Help me, oh help me,
She's out of her mind
Help me, somebody
Oh help me, tonight

Prancing, around a low lit light
Running rags over her shoulders
Red chilli lights
She drink you underneath the table
She hold you heavenly tight
Slap you right across ya white face
She make you cry like a child

Help me, oh help me,
She's out of her mind
Help me, oh help me
Somebody, tonight

Crazy, out of her mind
You wanna shoot her wanna love her
You can't make up your mind
You wanna tell her all your stories
Wanna open your mind
You wanna show her how your heart works
But she ain't got the time

You're fighting, all the time
There's nothing working, nothing gaining
Just a waste of time
You're trying hard to remember
All the beautiful times
But yer clouded by the bullshit
All of the time

Loving, on a Saturday night, making love under a blanket
With the telly on loud
You wanna show her that you love her
But there's sex on ya mind
Makin' love from watching movies
I think I'm doin' it right

Help me, oh help me
She's out of, her mind
Help me, so help me
Somebody tonight

. . .



I've been down and
I'm wondering why
These little black clouds
Keep walking around
With me
With me

It wastes time
And I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside
And buy a rainbow smile
But be free
They're all free

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

I look around at a beautiful life
Been the upperside of down
Been the inside of out
But we breathe
We breathe

I wanna breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean
Wanna take my time for me
All me

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

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Mary Mary where you been
You've been out all night
You ain't got no sleep

I've been dancing in the hills
At a place I know
She said 'and that's the place
Where the fire flies glow'

Had to slap my white face
Pull my head from the clouds

And I kept
Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying
To know what spins her world around

Good morning I missed ya
But ya bring me down
I saw an Indian roller
Today on the line

It was the forty eighth hour
We fought our forty eighth fight
Madame Helga's folly
Is where I spent last night

She's been married not once
Not twice, but three
And that's the livin' lovin' woman
I want me to be

There were pictures and paintings
Of freaks like me
So I drank with my devil
For my company

Had to slap my white face
Pull my head from my clouds

And I kept
Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying
To know what spins her world around

Good morning I missed ya
But ya bringing me down
I saw an Indian roller
Today on the line

It was the forty eighth hour
We fought our forty eighth fight
Madame Helga's folly
Is where I spent last night

Good morning I missed ya
But ya bringing me down
I saw an Indian roller
Today on the line

It was the forty eighth hour
We fought our forty eighth fight
Madame Helga's folly
Is where I spent last night

. . .



I'm just lying here
Thinking to myself again
I'm round the bend

I've been driving round
Talking to myself again
Not making no sense

What makes you and
What makes me
What makes men lie
Through their teeth
And what makes ten-ton birds
Fly me across the sea

And who's to say, that if the sun went out today
That all the movie stars would drive their cars away
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade

What's going down?
What's going around?
I'm climbing the wall

I'm just standing here
Looking at myself again
I'm going blind

I'm just sitting here
Playing with myself again
It's turning me on

So what makes you and what makes me
What makes women lie through their teeth
And what makes ten-ton ships
Sail me across the sea

And who's to say, that if the sun went out today
That all the movie stars would drive their cars away
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade
What's going down?
What's going around?
I'm climbing the wall

So what makes you and what makes me
What makes people lie through their teeth
And what makes ten-ton trains
Rail me under the sea

And who's to say, that if the sun went out today
That all the movie stars would drive their cars away
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade
What's going down?
What's going around?
I'm climbing the wall

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Remember when we were angels
Before we stole cars
And when sex and drugs
Lived up in another world... not a care in the world

Hide and seek, kissing and running
Till you were out of breath
In the late night day sun
Until you Mamma called you home... and you didn't wanna go

Fly
High
Be my getaway
Gotta getaway

Fly
High
Be my getaway
Gotta getaway

Coppers, robbers, cowboys and Indians
Hanging round the corner
Of the street you lived
How come it felt so far away... just a stone throw away

Your best friend wasn't someone you worked with
And money from your old man
Would burn a hole in yer pocket all day...
Not a single debt to pay

Fly
High
Be my getaway
Gotta getaway...

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You stole my money honey
You're cold your blood's stopped running
And know you're buying your new life
Can't help but find you funny
The clothes you wear are something
You made your whole life boasting lies

Pretend you're high and something
To think, you think I'm dumb, you're blind!

I'll get by fine without you
I lie about you
You got no spine only mine
Don't you know wrong from right

It's up to you
You're such a fool

See I'm a giver, taker!
You liked your cocaine chaser
The girls you love all sleep around
You got a piece of something
But what it's worth is nothing
Coz what you want you just can't buy

Pretend you're high on something
To think you think I'm dumb, you're blind

I'll get by fine without you
I lie about you
You got no spine only mine
Don't you know wrong from right
You got no style about you
I try to like you
I got no time for you now
Cos your time's running out

It's up to you
You're such a fool

I'll get by fine without you
I lie about you
You got no spine only mine
Don't you know wrong from right
You got no style about you
I try to like you
I got no time for you now
Cos your time's running out

It's up to you
It's up to you
Such a fool
It's up to you

. . .



Jealousy my devil
Jealousy my hell
Jealousy insomnia
Jealousy sleep well

Innocence is heaven
Innocence is hell
Innocence in everyone
Innocence is dead

Four and twenty black boys
Singing in the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free

My angel, my devil
My hell, my heaven
My storm, my calm
My photograph, my palm

Four and twenty white boys
Singing in the the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free

I've been your preacher
I've been your boy
I've been your teacher
I've been your joy
I've been your drunk
I've been your home
I've been your rock
You've been my stone

Four and twenty poor boys
Singing in the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free

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I'll drink another drink for you
One, two, three, four, five, once I drank a fish alive
I'll drop another pill for you
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, did it before, I'll do it again

I'll tell another joke for you
Did you hear the one about the one that looks like you
I'll sleep with sleep arounds for you
Why don't you scratch my back and chew the tongue I chew

I'm alright
I'm alright

I'll tell another lie for you
Tell you what you wanna hear, but that don't make it true
I'll wear another smile for you
That way you know I'm fine, and having fun with you

I'll draw another line for you
That way you know I'm hip, that way you know I'm cool
I'll smoke another smoke for you
I'll blow back in your mouth and you can blow back too

I'm alright
I'm alright
You gotta go there to come back

I'll take another punch for you
Tie my hands behind my back, that way you cannot lose
I'll make another pound for you
So you can drive your motor car, and drive you to the moon

I'm alright
I'm alright

You. Me. Us. Free... we're alright, alright

Love. Pain. Hate. Rain... we're alright, alright

Give. Take. Time. Place... we're alright, alright

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I been people watching again
I think they watch me too
There's a new girl at the coffee house
She's got first day blues

She's got red hair and a motorbike
And lime green shoes
A mohair hat and a summers dress
And black tattoos

And then she fly away
In her high heel feet
And her fire dress
And she's throwing things
That took her time to save it up
And buy what's special
Then she look around
And sees what's left
And it's nothing much
Nothing precious at all
Nothing precious at all

Gonna drink herself to sleep tonight
And that's nothing new
She goes out almost nine every night
And gets high as the moon

She takes photographs of American cars
Where she went to school
She likes fireworks and candlelight
And fake bad news

And then she fly away
In her high heel feet
And her fire dress
And she's throwing things
That took her time to save it up
And buy what's special
Then she look around
And sees what's left
And it's nothing much
Nothing precious at all
Nothing precious at all

Nothing precious at all

Is she a loner or a mother's girl
That's up to you
She got fine lines round her tired eyes
And they're painted blue
She could sleep around with anyone
If she wanted to
Gotta go my time is up right now
Got stuff to do

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I heard ya doing well
Selling art and everything
I like ya stuff, good for you
I'll buy a piece or maybe two

Do you ever think of me?
D'ya remember all our stupid dreams?
Rainbows and pots of gold
So much to prove before we got old

I took ya places round the world
I miss ya face sometimes ya know
You took my picture a thousand times
I'll buy them back' I don't mind

I lost my way but found my track
I'm sorry if I never listened back
I've been round, I've been up and down
And you missed the one we dressed like clowns

How's ya car? How's ya life?
How's my friend? when's she gonna be your wife?
I'm sitting up writing down
Things I sometimes dream about

I knew ya number off by heart
That's the only one I liked to talk
It wasn't me using you
I trusted you one of the few

We had some laughs, had some rows
But in the end the walls came down
You'd like the place I'm living now
It's a shame you can't come around

I've grown a lot since we last spoke
Got myself together fixed what was broke
I wonder if we'll talk again
Drink together, just like then

Suppose it's different, now it's new
Whoever points the finger at who
I really hope ya happy both of you
And maybe sometimes you miss me too

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I feel I wanna hold you, wanna tell you that you'll be alright
Sang this song today, it's recalling your pictures all in my mind
I miss you now
I miss you now
Although we're getting old now my old friends gonna leave me and die
I'm helpless, it's gonna get us before we get this, I wanna kiss you goodbye
I miss you now
I miss you now
I miss you now

I feel I wanna hold you, wanna tell you that you'll be alright
I'm helpless, it's gonna get us before we get this, I wanna kiss you goodbye
I miss you now
I miss you now
I miss you now

. . .



Come on get up high as the ceiling
Get up on the floor
Think I lost my mind and my feeling
Been there all before

Find my way
Free my soul
Blind and loaded
Lined and sorted
It's time......

If you think you'll make a fool out of me
I got a little something up my sleeve
I can think of better places to be
So get yourself down on the street

So come on take my hand if you need me
Just knock up on my door
You got to stop your mind from dreaming
And live your life some more

Find my way
Free my soul
Wine and water
Shine light on my time......

If you think you'll make a fool out of me
I got a little something up my sleeve
I can think of better places to be
So get yourself down on the street

Come on get up high as the ceiling
Leave me a light at home
I'm running out of time and I need it
I need a lifetime more

Find my way
Free my soul
Eyes wide open
Time is on my side......

If you think you'll make a fool out of me
I got a little something up my sleeve
I can think of better places to be
So get yourself down on the street

Come on get up high as the ceiling
Get up on the floor
Come on get up high as the ceiling
Get up on the floor
Come on get up high as the ceiling
Get up on the floor
Think I lost my mind and my feeling
Been there all before

. . .



Black and blue from the wind and the rain
Said I'm sorry for the lies and the pain
I never ever meant to make you cry
If I could take you back, you know, I would,
I wanna burn up and die

So take a look at me now
Since I told you it's over
You got a hole in your heart
I'll find a four leaf clover
You can't tell me this now
This far down the line
That you're never, ever gonna get over me

You've seen a cross, it's a cross I bear
You're drinking, hard up, living without a hope or a care
You're making do to please, see what makes you smile
You're not around for long, you gotta see what's gonna move your life right
along

So take a look at me now
Since I told you it's over
You got a hole in your heart
I'll find a four leaf clover
You can't tell me this now
This far down the line
That you're never, ever gonna get over me

I'm lost
I'm cold
I'm getting old
My head is filled with lies I told

I've been down
I've been around
But I've fallen on my own two feet
And I've left you out to drown
I never meant for that

I look around, sometimes I stare
I think back now and then, I hope you know I care
I walked away that day, trying to treat you right
But you were on your track, it was me turning back, I left you freezing outside


So take a look at me now
Since I told you it's over
You got a hole in your heart
I'll find a four leaf clover
You can't tell me this now
This far down the line
That you're never, ever gonna get over me
Never get over me
Never get over me

But you were on your track, it was me turning back, I left you freezing outside


So take a look at me now
Since I told you it's over
You got a hole in your heart
I'll find a four leaf clover
You can't tell me this now
This far down the line (to fade)

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