1991 Blue Rock - The Cross

 C.D Alemania - EMI Electrola - 1C 564-7 97624 2.

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Album Lyrics:

Bad Attitude.

(P. Noone, C. Moss, S. Edney, J.a Macrae, R. Taylor)

You know what I feel, they say I gotta 

A bad attitude, you wanna buy a picture of your sister in her birthday suit 

No gratitude, street tough talkin' but you always get screwed 

Your face don't fit burn down the school 

Only way to stay cool, gotta break some rules 

Systems made for fools 

No aptitude, you get real slow and you slide into decrepitude 

It's all platitudes, this one way street always ends in penal servitude 

Get out on the street go on and break some rules 

You know what I feel 

You know what I feel 

Rip it up, I gotta bad attitude 

Tear it down, I gotta bad attitude 

Bad attitude, you can't think straight when you're raised on junk food 

No solitude, somebody help me gotta getta grip on my latitude 

You're just a destitude, your folks don't like it when they see you starrin' on the news 

You know what I feel 

You know what I feel 

Rip it up, I gotta bad attitude 

Tear it down, I gotta bad attitude 

You're just a destitude, some kinda prostitute 

Sometimes I just wanna sit back and relax and get me some pulchritude 

Let's get stewed get crude 

Rip it up, I gotta bad attitude 

Tear it down, I gotta bad attitude 

Rip it up, I gotta bad attitude 

Tear it down, I gotta bad attitude 

So don't tell me what I gotta do 

I'm sick of wise guys feeding me all these verisimilitudes 

I ain't a fool 

You better watch out honey, I'm one pissed off dude 

I gotta bad attitude @@@!$.

New Dark Ages.

(R. Taylor)

How do you do, whatdya say 

Welcome to, a new dark ages 

Let's go straight to bed 

Love's got outta hand 

You must be outta your head 

When you feel in the night 

This can't happen to you 

It's a war that we fight 

Yes we do 

Yes we do 

Welcome to, the new dark ages 

Welcome to, the new dark ages 

Only love can save us now 

Love has become, a four letter word 

It's past it's best, and seldom heard 

Love's left on the shelf like, cigarettes 

It's bad for your health 

And you feel in the night 

It's a scary thing 

You believe in what's right 

Take care, stop to think 

Welcome to, the new dark ages 

Welcome to, the new dark ages 

Stop! + Take! + Care! + Think! 

Is this real love ? 

And you feel in the night 

Can this bad dream be true 

It's a war that we fight 

Don't let it happen to you 

Welcome to, the new dark ages 

Welcome to, the new dark ages.

Dirty Mind.

(S. Edney)

Some people look for love and affection 

That was never my scene 

I'm looking for a different perfection 

I wanna girl that talks mean 

Some people go for poets and flowers 

Means nothing to me 

She's gotta look good in the shower 

I'll stay in there for hours and hours 

I've been around the world 

I wanna lover 

I wanna lover 

I wanna lover with a dirty mind 

Some people look for faith and devotion 

They're bringin' me down 

Why swim against the tide of emotion ? 

When you could be tied down 

I'm gonna treat romance like a tumour 

I'm cuttin' it out 

I'm sick to death of heresay and rumour 

I need a girl with some sense of humour 

I've been around the world 

I wanna lover 

I wanna lover 

I wanna lover with a dirty mind 

Every now and then it occurs to me 

I'm caught up in the web of morality 

Well I've been around the world 

And nowhere could I find 

I don't care if she's a woman or a girl 

I wanna lover with a dirty mind 

I wanna lover 

I wanna lover 

I wanna lover with a dirty mind.

Baby It's Alright.

(S. Edney)

I could be your lover 

I could be yuor friend 

It's one or the other 

Or is thtat where it ends 

'Cos I never see you 

And you never call 

I want to be near you 

To hold you that's all 

Be there if you fall 

Baby it's alright 

For the first time I could be strong 

I need you near me tonight 

Must be the right time 

How could it be wrong ? 

How could it be wrong ? 

You gave me my heartache 

You give me my blues 

I'm here in your doorway 

I got nothing to lose 

And cryin's no use 

Baby it's alright 

For the first time I could be strong 

I need you near me tonight 

Must be the right time 

How could it be wrong ? 

How could it be wrong ? 

And if you should decide honey 

You need a love that's good 

It ain't about pride 

It ain't about manhood and baby it's alright.

Ain't Put Nothing Down.

(C. Moss)

You know you hide from yourself 

You know you're turning away 

Sometimes you've got to face the world 

Take it day by day 

Sometimes you've got to take a look around 

Keep your ear to the ground 

You ain't put nothing down 

You ain't put nothing down 

Gotta stop this foolin'round 

Cos you ain't put nothing down 

You know you're running away 

You've got to win on this race 

Give it all that you've got 

This human race needs a lot 

Cos you ain't put nothing down 

You ain't put nothing down 

You've got to turn yourself around 

You ain't put nothing down 

So many questions, you ask yourself 

Better find some answers, don't get 

Left on the shelf 

This is your cry for help 

Better help yourself 

You ain't put nothing down 

You ain't put nothing down 

Better turn yourself around boy 

You ain't put nothing down 

You ain't put nothing down 

You ain't put nothing down 

You had to turn yourself around boy 

You were lost but now you're found.

The Also Rans.

(R. Taylor)

Fucked - again 

I was born on the twenty second floor of a bird cage 

I was bound to rock - I was born to rage 

When your daddy's gets drunk and your ma has no hope 

And you're tough and you're young and you got enough rope 

And you make a wrong turn and you make some mistakes 

You run outta control and you ain't got no brakes 

And the country's a wreck and the government's cruel 

Then you better check out - if you wanna be cool 

It's a hard road - in a world that stinks 

God have mercy on a man that thinks 

It's a hard road - in a world that sucks 

God don't love you when you're out of luck 

So I work real hard and I earn my pay 

And I drink all night - it's the only way 

To make some fun outta life - just a little bit more 

And when I get up my nerve - I'm gonna rob me a store 

Or even find me a girl - you never know your luck 

And she'll cook and she'll clean - just to make a few bucks 

It's a grand old world - going down the pan 

And there ain't no cure - for the also rans 

Yeah it's a hard road - in a world that stinks 

God have mercy on a man that thinks 

Yeah it's a hard road - we're going down the pan 

God have mercy on the also rans 

You gotta have mercy on the also rans 

If you wanna get out you gotta be desperate Dan 

You know what I mean 

A hard road 

It's a hard road - when you're on your own 

It's a hard road - when your skin's the wrong tone 

It's a hard road - if your your face don't fit 

It's a hard road - you gotta take alotta shit 

Cos God don't love you when you got no bucks 

It's a hard road 

God don't love you when you're outta luck 

God have mercy...

Millionaire.

(C. Moss, S. Edney, P. Noone, J. Macrea)

Trash my guitar - got a lot to spare 

Well I can do what I want - it just don't seem fair 

Let your fingers do the walking 

What you hear is - money talking 

So love me now 

Love me here 

Love me good honey 

I'm a millionaire 

I got a swimming pool 

You know it keeps me cool 

Got a car that's flash 

I gotta rash from cash 

Let your fingers do the walking 

What you hear is - money talking 

So love me now 

Love me here 

Love me good honey 

I'm a millionaire 

I think I can safely say 

I'm on my way to my first million 

I say 

Hey I'm a famous dude and I just excude 

I gotta Cadillac - a bowling alley in the back 

Weren't you thrilled to bits with my Greatest Hits 

Ain't I a lovable guy 

So love me now 

Love me here 

Love me good honey 

I'm a millionaire 

I'm rich - I am stinking ruddy well rich ! 

He's a lovelt geezer na na na na na 

I've no small change 

Well You'd better go and get some  hadn't you ? old garçon 

He's got lots of money na na na na na na 

Have to stop now guys ! You can't afford me anymore.

Put It All Down To Love.

(S. Edney)

Well Looky over here - comin' down the streets 

It's long face Sally - the saddest girl to meet 

She's got all the worlds problems - she carries all of our sins 

Oh but wait a minute Sally - you gotta mile wide grin 

She's got something to smile about 

She found a lover ans she wants to shout !! 

Put it all down to love 

You know you gotta 

Put it all down to love 

You better 

Put it all down to love 

Do ny eyes deceive ? - on the other side 

Oh it's my pal Joey - the greatest man alive 

He's a clown he's a joker - he'll bring you down to your knees 

Ah but wait a minute Joey - what are these tears I see ? 

He's gotta reason to cry today 

He had alover but she's gone away 

Put it all down to love 

You know you really gotta 

Put it all down to love 

Put it all down to love 

Love 's the reason for all the things we do 

Love's the reason I'm not over you 

I'll be the golden bullet in your genetic gun 

So look out baby here I come here I come ! 

She's got something to smile about 

She found a lover ans she wants to shout !! 

Put it all down to love 

Put it all down to love 

Put it all down to love.

Hand Of Fools.

(S. Edney, P. Noone)

Streets echo the last retreat 

Dust falls to the ground 

A mother cries help 

While walking in paradise 

Look around and you'll see 

We're strippin' it bare 

Soon there'll be no place to turn 

Who plays the hand of fools 

With who's God given right 

It's out of control 

Don't it show 

While profit oils the big machine 

And we're short changed the facts 

Where does it stop 

The lifeblood is slipping away everyday 

Who plays the hand of fools 

With who's God given right 

It's out of control 

It's out of control 

Who plays the hand of fools 

In a worn torn and savage place 

It's out of control 

And it chills to the bone.

Life Changes.

(C. Moss, S. Edney, P. Noone, J. Macrea)

Here come the sharpshooters 

And teenage looter's today 

Gotta pistol in their pocket 

Gonna blow all your dreams away 

They rip through your life 

Like a hurricane blowing 

Time is the healer alone 

And you know it 

Here comes the dream weaver 

You better believe her today 

Life changes around 

Don't ask me why I don't know 

Love can always be found 

Don't ask me why that's how it is 

Here come the abusers 

To tempt you and lead you astray 

In this outlaw ghetto 

Your soul is the price that you pay 

But out of the darkness 

There'll soon come a light 

To take you and lead you 

Through this endless night 

She'll love you and hold you 

To keep you from slipping away 

Life changes around 

Don't ask me why I don't know 

Love can always be found 

Don't ask me why that's how it is 

And I believe in my love for you 

How does it feel ? 

Would you feel ? 

Life changes around 

Don't ask me how I know but 

Love can always be found 

Don't ask me why that's how it is 

Life changes around 

Don't ask me how I know but 

Love can always be found 

Don't ask me why that's how it is.

Heartland.

(P. Noone)

How long can this go on 

How long can we see this wrong 

And sing the same old song 

There's a desert all round me 

And the valley of apathy 

Far as I could see 

I was on the outside 

Always looking in 

Now I stand 

I can't turn and face away 

Here I will stay on my own 

I will pray all alone 

On this stage in the Heartland 

When the color of your skin 

decides where you begin 

Then that's what lies within 

So if you walk alone 

While others cast a stone 

Stay on your own 

The changing of the new tide 

Something you can't hide 

Take your stand 

This truth will fade away 

Here I will stay on my own 

I will pray all alone 

On this stage in the Heartland, yeah 

I was on the outside 

Always looking in 

Now I stand 

I can't turn and face away 

Here I will stay on my own 

I will pray all alone 

On this stage in the Heartland 

Here I will stay 

On my own 

I will pray 

All alone 

On this stage 

In the Heartland 

The Heartland 

Here I will stay 

On my own 

I will pray 

I ain't never going home 

Alone on the stage 

In the Heartland.

Liner notes:

Roger Taylor - lead vocals

Clayton Moss - guitars

Peter Noone - bass

Spike Edney - keyboards

Josh Macrae - drums

Management: Jim Beach and Gerry Stickells

Produced and engineered by Mark Wallis

Assistant engineers Chris Lawson (the floater) and Simon Van Zwanenberg

Band co-ordinator: Martin Groves

Recorded at Real World studios

Mixed at Roundhouse studios

Mastered at Townhouse studios by Barry Woodward

Cut by Kevin Metcalfe

Additional muisicans:

Geoffrey Richardson - violin / viola

Helen Liebman - cello

Candy and Clare Yates - backing vocals

Design by Richard Gray

Cover photography by Mike Jackson

Photographic montage by Graham Temple

Thanks to:

Julie Glover, Jacky Gunn, Sally Temple, Sylvia Stickells, Martin (the chuckler) Groves,

Peter Ender, Paul Montague, Kaz Utsinomiya, Simon Gardner and all at Zildjian Music,

Jamie Crompton and all at Gibson UK, Dave Green and Roland UK,

Mike Hill at Marshall Amplification, Mark Smith at Vox (Rose Morris).

Peter Gabriel, Dave T, 'Mensa tits', and all at Real World. Gerry Bron and all at the Roundhouse.

Special thanks to all at Electrola

The Cross: 46 Pembridge Road, London W11 3HN, England