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Gang of Four live Zagreb 1981


Gang of Four live Zagreb 1981 (posted on youtube by Strazarni Lopov)
Paralysed
Not Great Men
Return the Gift
What We All Want
Natural’s Not In It
Damaged Goods

Paralysed
They say our world is built on endeavor, that every man is for himself
Wealth is for the one that wants it, Paradise, if you can earn it.

History is the reason… I’m washed up
Blinkered, Paralysed… Flat on my back.

My ambitions come to nothing,
What I wanted, now seems just a waste of time.
I can’t make out what has gone wrong.
I was good at what I did.

The crows come home to roost
And I’m the dupe.

Not Great Men
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world
History lives on in the books at home

It’s not made by great men

The past lives on in your front room
The poor still weak the rich still rule
History lives on in the books at home

The past lives on in the books at home
No weak men in the books at home
History lives on in the books at home

Return the Gift
Head away, from the years
You’re on the price list

Everything will stop your new changing
The grid will be filled
Go to Scotland, no Obligation
We’ll send you an invitation
We’ll send you an inside shower x2

It’s on the market, You’re on the price list

In the spring, who can say?
Please send me evenings and weekends
Shared by with the weeks
Please send me evenings and weekends

What We All Want
This wheel spins letting me off
It’s not the lack of trying, can’t put my finger on it.
You can’t help being hard up
Can’t trust the Gods we trusted
Don’t think there’s any insurance

Could I be happy with something else
I need something to fill my time x2

This wheel spins letting me off
These doubts and nagging worries
Nothing to work towards
This demon on my back
Preaches the razor’s cut
The hope that does not fade

Could I be happy with someone else
I need someone to fill my time x2

Natural’s Not In It
The problem of leisure, what to do for pleasure…
Ideal love a new purchase; a market of the senses.
Dream of the perfect life; economic circumstances.
The body’s good business; sells out maintain the interest.
Remember Lot’s wife, renounce all sin and vice.
Dream of the perfect life!
This heaven gives me migraine.

The problem of leisure, what to do for pleasure…
Coercion of the senses, We are not so gullible.
Our great expectations, A future for the good.
Fornication makes you happy, No escape from society.
Natural’s not in it, Your relations are of power.
We all have good intentions, but always strings attached.
Repackage sex keep your interest.
The problem of leisure, what to do for pleasure…

Damaged Goods
The change will do you good, I always knew it would
Sometimes I’m thinking that I love you, But I know it’s only lust
Your kiss so sweet; your sweat so sour

The sweat’s running down your back the sweat’s running down your neck
The sins of the flesh, the simply sins of lust
Heated couplings in the sun (or is that untrue?)
Cooler couplings in the night (never saw your body)

Your kiss so sweet; your sweat so sour,
sometimes I’m thinking that I love you ut I know it’s only lust
Your kiss so sweet; your sweat so sour -chorus-

Damaged goods, send them back; I can’t work I can’t achieve
Send me back… Open the till,
Give me the change you said would do me good
Refund the cost
You said you’re cheap but you’re too much

-chorus-

The change will do you good
I always knew it would
You know the change will do you good
You know the change will do you good
I’m kissing you goodbye… goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Morrissey (live in Istanbul) / I Know it’s Over

Morrissey (live in Istanbul) / I Know it’s Over

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
And as I climb into an empty bed
Oh well, enough said
I know it’s over still I cling
I don’t know where else I can go, mother

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
See, the sea wants to take me
The knife wants to slit me
Do you think you can help me?

Sad veiled bride, please be happy
Handsome groom, give her room
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly
Although she needs you more than she loves you

And I know it’s over
Still I cling
I don’t know where else I can go
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over

I know it’s over
And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
And you even spoke to me and said:

“If you’re so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you’re so clever
Then why are you on your own tonight?
If you’re so very entertaining
Then why are you on your own tonight?
If you’re so very good looking
Why do you sleep alone tonight?
I know because tonight is just like any other night
That’s why you’re on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they are in each other’s arms”

It’s so easy to laugh
It’s so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
It’s over, over, over

It’s so easy to laugh
It’s so easy to hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind
It’s over, over, over

Love is natural and real
But not for you, my love
Not tonight my love
Love is natural and real
But not for such as you and I, my love

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

 

Devo / Planet Earth & SIB (live ’80, Raincross Sq. Riverside, Ca)

Devo / Planet Earth & SIB  (live 1980 at Raincross Square in Riverside, California)

Planet Earth

I heard a girl in a dress
Say her face was a mess
I heard there’s no reason why
I heard that now’s the time to buy

On planet earth
I’ll probably stay
On planet earth
It’s a place to live your life

Where pleasure follows pain
People go insane
Fly around in planes
Pray that it won’t rain
Drive around in cars
Get drunk in local bars
Dream of being stars
Well I lived all my life on planet earth

I saw a girl lose all control
When she lost her new mink stole
I saw her try to catch a man
Things I couldn’t understand

On planet earth
I’ll probably stay
On planet earth
It’s a place to live your life

Where pleasure follows pain
People go insane
Fly around in planes
Pray that it won’t rain
Drive around in cars
Get drunk in local bars
Dream of being stars
Well I lived all my life on planet earth

I saw a man on a stage
Scream put me back in my cage
I saw him hang by his tie
I saw enough to make me cry
On planet earth
On planet earth

I lived all my life on planet earth
I lived all my life on planet earth
On planet earth
(repeat)

Songwriters: Casale, Gerald V
Planet Earth lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
Swelling Itching Brain
Gotta nervous kind of feeling
Gotta painful yellow headache
Every picture in every magazine’s

Come real
Every face looks out
And screams at me too real
Cold sweat on my collar
Dripping to my boots
The waves of nauseous pain
Sets off the pressure pad alarms
Gotta get outta here
Gotta get outta here
Gotta get outta here
Gonna get outta here

Gotta painful swelling brain
Banging in my head
Gotta painful swelling brain
And I called off sick

Gotta swelling itching pain
Got me pulling out my hair
Gotta swelling itching pain
Clutching at my brain
Gotta painful swelling brain
In the back of my head
Gotta painful swelling brain
And I called off sick
Gotta swelling itching pain
Got me pulling out my hair
Gotta swelling itching pain
Clutching at my brain
Gotta painful swelling brain
Got me laying in the floor
Gotta painful swelling brain
Think I left my senses

Gotta swelling itching pain
Seems like endless torture
Gotta swelling itching pain
Banging in my head
Gotta painful swelling brain
In the back of my head
Gotta painful swelling brain
And I called off sick
Gotta painful swelling brain
Got me pulling out my hair
Gotta painful swelling brain
Clutching at my brain
Gotta painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Driving me up the wall
Gotta painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Gripping at my eyes
Ears, nose and mouth
Gotta painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
It’s bloating my thoughts
Gotta painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Leaves me holding the front door now

Gotta swelling itching pain
Swelling itching pain
Clutching at my brain
Gotta painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Got me lying on the floor
Gotta painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Going out of my skull
Gotta painful swelling brain

Painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Burning up my thoughts
Gotta painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Gripping at my eyes
Ears, nose and mouth
Gotta painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Painful swelling brain
Tearing me apart

Songwriters: Mothersbaugh, Mark Allen
S.I.B. (Swelling Itching Brain) lyrics © EMI Music Publishing