Dexys Midnight Runners - Come On Eileen (1982)

Dexys Midnight Runners
"Come on Eileen"
Album: Too-Rye.Ay (1982 Mercury)

SINGLE:




LYRICS:

(Come On Eileen)
(Come On Eileen)

Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
But he moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried
Sang along
Who'd blame them
You've grown, so grown
Now I must say more than ever
(Come On Eileen)
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye
And we can sing just like our fathers

Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear what he means (what he means)
At this moment you mean everything
You in that dress
My thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Oh, come on Eileen

(Come On Eileen)

These people round here
Wear beaten down eyes sunk
In smoke dried faces
They're so resigned to what their fate is
But not us (no not ever)
But not us (not ever)
We are far too young and clever
(Remember)
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye
And you'll hum this tune forever

Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear what he means
Aah, come on let's
Take off everything
That pretty red dress
Eileen (tell him yes)
Aah, come on let's
Aah, come on Eileen

That pretty red dress
Eileen (tell him yes)
Aah, come on let's
Aah, come on Eileen

Come on Eileen, too-rye-aye
Come on Eileen, too-rye-aye
Now you're full grown
Now you have shown
Oh, Eileen

Say, come on Eileen
These things they are real and I know
How you feel
Now I must say more than ever
Things round here have changed
I say, too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye-aye

Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear (what he means)
At this moment, you mean everything
You in that dress, my thoughts I confess
Which are dirty
Aah, come on Eileen

Aah, come on Eileen
Oh, I swear (what he means)
At this moment, you mean everything
You in that dress, my thoughts I confess
Well, they're dirty
Come on Eileen

Come on Eileen...

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Marvin Gaye - Sexual Healing (1982)

Marvin Gaye
"Sexual Healing"
Album: Midnight Love (1982 Columbia)

SINGLE:



LYRICS:

Oh, baby now let's get down tonight

Ooh baby, I'm hot just like an oven
I need some lovin'
And baby, I can't hold it much longer
It's getting stronger and stronger

And when I get that feeling
I want sexual healing
Sexual healing, oh baby
Makes me feel so fine

Helps to relieve my mind
Sexual healing baby, is good for me
Sexual healing is something that's good for me

Whenever blue teardrops are fallin'
And my emotional stability is leaving me
There is something I can do
I can get on the telephone and call you up baby

And honey I know you'll be there to relieve me
The love you give to me will free me
If you don't know the thing you're dealing
Ohh I can tell you, darling, that it's sexual healing

Get up, get up, get up, get up
Let's make love tonight
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
'Cos you do it right

Baby, I got sick this mornin'
A sea was stormin' inside of me
Baby, I think I'm capsizin'
The waves are risin' and risin'

And when I get that feeling
I want sexual healing
Sexual healing is good for me
Makes me feel so fine, it's such a rush
Helps to relieve the mind, and it's good for us

Sexual healing, baby, it's good for me
Sexual healing is something that's good for me
Well, it's good for me and it's so good to me my baby, ohh

Come take control, just grab a hold
Of my body and mind, soon we'll be making it, honey
I'll be feeling fine, the way you heal me
The way you thrill me, keep me comin' to you
For you to sexually fulfill me

You're my medicine, open up and let me in
Darling, you're so great, I can't wait for you to operate
I can't wait for you to operate, baby
I can't wait for you to operate

And baby, when I should be asleep at night
I stay up and read
And baby, baby, baby, I can't help but feel uptight
For my passion needs

And when I get this feeling
I want sexual healing
When I get this feeling
I want sexual healing

Baby, I can't stand it much longer
It's getting stronger and stronger

And when I get this feeling
I need sexual healing
Ohh, when I get this feeling
I need sexual healing

I gotta have sexual healing, darling
'Cos I'm all alone
And I need sexual healing, darling
Till you come back home

Please don't procrastinate
It's not good to masturbate

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ABC - Poison Arrow (1982)

ABC
"Poison Arrow"
Album: The Lexicon of Love (1982 Mercury)

SINGLE:



LYRICS:

If I were to say to you
"Can you keep a secret?"
Would you know just what to do
Or where to keep it?
Then I say "I love you"
And foul the situation
"Hey girl I thought we were
the right combination"
Who broke my heart?
You did you did
Bow to the target,
Blame cupid, cupid
You think you're smart
Stupid, stupid
Shoot that poison arrow though to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow
No rhythm in cymbals
No tempo in drums
Love on arrival
She comes when she comes
Right on the target
But wide of the mark
What I thought was the fire
Was only the spark
The sweetest melody
Is an unheard refrain
So lower your sights, yeah but raise your aim,
raise your aim
I thought you loved me but it seems you don't care
I care enough to know I can never love you
Who broke my heart?
You did you did
Bow to the target,
Blame cupid, cupid
You think you're smart
Stupid, stupid
Right from the start
When you knew we would part
Shoot that poison arrow though to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow

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Robert Wyatt - Shipbuilding (1982) Live TV

Robert Wyatt
"Shipbuilding" (1982 Rough Trade)

SINGLE:





LYRICS:

Is it worth it?
A new winter coat and shoes for the wife
And a bicycle on the boy's birthday
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
By the women and children
Soon we'll be shipbuilding

Well I ask you
The boy said, "Dad they're going to take me to task
But I'll be back by Christmas"
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
Somebody said that someone got filled in
For saying that people get killed
in the result of this shipbuilding

With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls

It's just a rumour that was spread around town
A telegram or a picture-postcard
Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyard
And notifying the next of kin - once again

It's all we're skilled in
We will be shipbuilding

With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls

Malcolm McLaren & The World's Famous Supreme Team - Buffalo Gals (1982)

Malcolm McLaren & The World's Famous Supreme Team 
"Buffalo Gals" 
Album: Duck Rock (1983 Charisma)


SINGLE:







LYRICS:
Haaaaaa, Ha-la-ha-la, Ba - Ba - Ba - Ba - Ba - Ba - Ba
Ba-ba-ba (baa-ba) Ba-ba-ba-ba, Ba-ba-ba-ba, (ba) Ba-ba (ba)
Ba-ba, ba-ba, ba-ba, (ba) ba-ba, ba-ba, ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba-be (ba)
Boy that scratchin is makin' me itch (ba, ba)

Dub-dub-dub (ba), Dub-dub-dub (ba), Dub-dub-dub, Dub-dub-dub, ba-ba-ba-ba (ba)
Dub-dub-dub, ba-ba-ba-ba-be (ba) Dub-dub-dub, ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba
Dub-dub-dub, ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba

First buffalo gal go around the outisde, round the outside, round the outside (you know it)
Two buffalo gals go around the outside, 'round the outside, 'round the outside
Three buffalo gals (baaa) go around the outside (baaa, ba, ba)
Four buffalo gals (baaa) go around the outside, 'round the outside (baaa),
'round the outside (baaa)
Four buffalo gals go around the outside and dosie doe your partners (baaa)

Ba - baaa, She's lookin', she's lookin', she's lookin', she's lookin'
She's-she's-she's-she's-she's-she's, lookin' like a whore girl

Three buffalo gals, three buffalo gals (ba), three-three buff-three-three
Three buffalo gals (ba), gals-gals, buffalo, buffalo, (ba) three-three-three-three-three

Wooh, Girl, it's a pity that you're so dirty
You're only dancin' just to be friendly (baaa)
So pretty you drive me loco
And so silly you make be blush so-o-o (baaa)

Yeah, huh, you're my buffalo girl, yeah-heah-eah

It's a pity that you're so dirty
You're only dancin' just to be friendly
So pretty you drive me loco
You're so pretty you make me (baaa) blush so-o-o
(You're lookin' like a whore girl)

I'm an ape, I'm an ape, I'm an ape - I'm an ape

First buffalo boy go around


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Gil Scott-Heron - B Movie (1981) Live - RIP (1949-2011)

Gil Scott-Heron
"B-Movie"
Album: Reflections (1981 Arista)

ALBUM SLEEVE:



LYRICS:


Well, the first thing I want to say is..."Mandate my ass!" 
Because it seems as though we've been convinced that 26% of the registered voters, not even 26% of the American people, but 26% of the registered voters form a mandate – or a landslide. 21% voted for Skippy and 3, 4% voted for somebody else who might have been running. 
But, oh yeah, I remember. In this year that we have now declared the year from Shogun to Reagan, I remember what I said about Reagan...meant it. Acted like an actor...Hollyweird. Acted like a liberal. Acted like General Franco when he acted like governor of California, then he acted like a republican. Then he acted like somebody was going to vote for him for president. And now we act like 26% of the registered voters is actually a mandate. We're all actors in this I suppose. 
What has happened is that in the last 20 years, America has changed from a producer to a consumer. And all consumers know that when the producer names the tune...the consumer has got to dance. That's the way it is. We used to be a producer – very inflexible at that, and now we are consumers and, finding it difficult to understand. Natural resources and minerals will change your world. The Arabs used to be in the 3rd World. They have bought the 2nd World and put a firm down payment on the 1st one. Controlling your resources will control your world. This country has been surprised by the way the world looks now. They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan. They don't know if they want to be diplomats or continue the same policy - of nuclear nightmare diplomacy. John Foster Dulles ain't nothing but the name of an airport now. 
The idea concerns the fact that this country wants nostalgia. They want to go back as far as they can – even if it's only as far as last week. Not to face now or tomorrow, but to face backwards. And yesterday was the day of our cinema heroes riding to the rescue at the last possible moment. The day of the man in the white hat or the man on the white horse - or the man who always came to save America at the last moment – someone always came to save America at the last moment – especially in "B" movies. And when America found itself having a hard time facing the future, they looked for people like John Wayne. But since John Wayne was no longer available, they settled for Ronald Reagan – and it has placed us in a situation that we can only look at – like a "B" movie. 
Come with us back to those inglorious days when heroes weren't zeros. Before fair was square. When the cavalry came straight away and all-American men were like Hemingway to the days of the wondrous "B" movie. The producer underwritten by all the millionaires necessary will be Casper "The Defensive" Weinberger – no more animated choice is available. The director will be Attila the Haig, running around frantically declaring himself in control and in charge. The ultimate realization of the inmates taking over at the asylum. The screenplay will be adapted from the book called "Voodoo Economics" by George "Papa Doc" Bush. Music by the "Village People" the very military "Macho Man." 
"Company!!!" 
"Macho, macho man!" 
"Two-three-four." 
"He likes to be – well, you get the point." 
"Huuut! Your left! Your left! Your left...right, left, right, left, right...!" 
A theme song for saber-rallying and selling wars door-to-door. Remember, we're looking for the closest thing we can find to John Wayne. Cliches abound like kangaroos – courtesy of some spaced out Marlin Perkins, a Reagan contemporary. Cliches like, "itchy trigger finger" and "tall in the saddle" and "riding off or on into the sunset." Cliches like, "Get off of my planet by sundown!" More so than cliches like, "he died with his boots on." Marine tough the man is. Bogart tough the man is. Cagney tough the man is. Hollywood tough the man is. Cheap steak tough. And Bonzo's substantial. The ultimate in synthetic selling: A Madison Avenue masterpiece – a miracle – a cotton-candy politician...Presto! Macho! 
"Macho, macho man!" 
Put your orders in America. And quick as Kodak your leaders duplicate with the accent being on the dupe - cause all of a sudden we have fallen prey to selective amnesia - remembering what we want to remember and forgetting what we choose to forget. All of a sudden, the man who called for a blood bath on our college campuses is supposed to be Dudley "God-damn" Do-Right? 
"You go give them liberals hell Ronnie." That was the mandate. To the new "Captain Bly" on the new ship of fools. It was doubtlessly based on his chameleon performance of the past - as a liberal democrat – as the head of the Studio Actor's Guild. When other celluloid saviors were cringing in terror from McCarthy – Ron stood tall. It goes all the way back from Hollywood to hillbilly. From liberal to libelous, from "Bonzo" to Birch idol...born again. Civil rights, women's rights, gay rights...it's all wrong. Call in the cavalry to disrupt this perception of freedom gone wild. God damn it...first one wants freedom, then the whole damn world wants freedom. 
Nostalgia, that's what we want...the good ol' days...when we gave'em hell. When the buck stopped somewhere and you could still buy something with it. To a time when movies were in black and white – and so was everything else. Even if we go back to the campaign trail, before six-gun Ron shot off his face and developed hoof-in-mouth. Before the free press went down before full-court press. And were reluctant to review the menu because they knew the only thing available was – Crow. 
Lon Chaney, our man of a thousand faces - no match for Ron. Doug Henning does the make-up - special effects from Grecian Formula 16 and Crazy Glue. Transportation furnished by the David Rockefeller of Remote Control Company. Their slogan is, "Why wait for 1984? You can panic now...and avoid the rush." 
So much for the good news... 
As Wall Street goes, so goes the nation. And here's a look at the closing numbers – racism's up, human rights are down, peace is shaky, war items are hot - the House claims all ties. Jobs are down, money is scarce – and common sense is at an all-time low with heavy trading. Movies were looking better than ever and now no one is looking because, we're starring in a "B" movie. And we would rather have John Wayne...we would rather have John Wayne. 
"You don't need to be in no hurry. 
You ain't never really got to worry. 
And you don't need to check on how you feel. 
Just keep repeating that none of this is real. 
And if you're sensing, that something's wrong, 
Well just remember, that it won't be too long 
Before the director cuts the scene...yea." 
"This ain't really your life, 
Ain't really your life, 
Ain't really ain't nothing but a movie." 
[Refrain repeated about 25 times or more in an apocalyptic crescendo with a military cadence.] 
"This ain't really your life, 
Ain't really your life, 
Ain't really ain't nothing but a movie."

Elvis Costello-Man out of time (1982)

Elvis Costello 

"Man Out of Time"

Album: Imperial Bedroom (1982 F-Beat)

SINGLE

LYRICS:

So this is where he came to hide

When he ran from you
In a private detective's overcoat
And dirty dead man's shoes

The pretty things of Knightsbridge
Lying for a minister of state
Are a far cry from the nod and wink
Here at traitor's gate

'Cause the high heel he used to be has been ground down
And he listens for the footsteps that would follow him around

[Chorus:]
To murder my love is crime
But will you still love
A man out of time

There's a tuppeny hapenny millionaire
Looking for a fourpenny one
With a tight grip on the short hairs
Of the public imagination

But for his private wife and kids somehow
Real life becomes a rumour
Days of dutch courage
Just three French letters and a German sense of humour

He's got a mind like a sewer and a heart like a fridge
He stands to be insulted and he pays for the privilege

[Chorus]

The biggest wheels of industry
Retire sharp and short
And the after dinner overtures
Are nothing but an after thought
Somebody's creeping in the kitchen
There's a reputation to be made
Whose nerves are always on a knife's edge
Who's up late polishing the blade

Love is always scarpering or cowering or fawning
You drink yourself insensitive and hate yourself in the morning

[Chorus]

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