SEE NOTHING, HEAR NOTHING, DO SOMETHING
(UK singles and live collection)

Table of Contents

     Fifteen Years
     Far From Home
     Liberty
     Dance Before the Storm
     The Last Days of Winter
     Hard Fight
     World Freak Show
     Outside/Inside
     The Boatman
     Three Friends
     The Riverflow
     The Devil Went Down to Georgia
     Plastic Jeezus


*** Fifteen Years

I never was a violent man
Said the man in the bar 
With his head in his hands
Trying his best to understand 
The cause of his dismay
But the years of gin have broken him
They've left him cold where he fitted in
It's too late now to turn around 
And find another way

All the laughs in the late night lock-in
Fade away when he gets in
The girl from fifteen years ago
Has packed and gone away

She said it'll never be how it used to be
What happened to all that energy
You took too many liberties
And I'm tired of being afraid
So after the fight
She took flight
Hiding swollen eyes and a wounded pride
The best years of her life denied
Sold for liquid shares

The victims of this world, are advertised on posters
A beach and a pretty girl, if you just drink their potion

Well it's another week 
'Till his cheque comes through
He's got a fiver left to spend on food
But the doors of the bar are open
And he breaks another rule
He sits on a stool that bears his name
He's got his favorite glass
And it's called the same
And he's never been kept waithing
Cos he pays the landlord's wage


*** Far From Home
(single version, produced by Craig Leon)

It's warm by the river, the weir keeps us clean
The woodsmoke and cigarettes are all that we need
Marking the dirt with twigs and simple words spoke
Kicking the dust so we can just

Dance the dance that plays with fire
We play guitar and we play it inspired
You said you would leave not ever
Underneath the sky forever

It's cool by the sea when the pavement is hot
We take a walk down there to see what we've got
An old man collecting fifty beatiful words
Cleaning the beach so that he can teach us to

It's cold by the pane glass on the high street we played
But there's always a penny in the music we made
So far from home and no means of return
Burning the bridges, so we always

And we're so far from home
No need to return
There's so much that we have taught
And so much we have learned.


*** Liberty
(US mix, remixed by Andy Wallace)

There's one too many, two too many holes
Getting bigger in the garden wall
And the people looking in are getting busy, getting bad
They're trying to suss it all
They're trying to get to me, to take my liberty

Got to go go, get out of here
Go away, they don't want me here
Got to go go, get out of here, cos
This means nothing to me
The way we were is the way that I wanna be

They're sending in the elite, complete with guns
To advertise the way to go
Faxing through the fax to make it clear
That they're the ones who know
They're trying to get to me, to take my liberty


*** Dance Before the Storm

These are dangerous time we live in
I heard a man once say
If you're prone to flights of fancy
Your dreams can fly away
See the sights around you
Of breakdown and decay
Wrought by the greed for a better life
For which you have to pay

From Glasgow town to London
Down the motorway
There's people standing in the rain
Looking for any way
To take them down to where they're bound
It's a part of another way
It's called the art of survival
In a modern age

Dance before the storm, don't look back to where you've been
The horror's even further as the sands of time run thin
Dance before the storm as the machinery breaks down
Watch the sky go black with anger, but no-one makes a sound

From Albion Hill to the Old Chain Pier
You can hear a person say
"Spare some change for all me pains
The world gas gone astray"
Down the road another flat got burnt
Where a friend of mine once stayed
So another squat in Brighton
Needed to hide another head

So if your head spins round - go underground
Away from the games they play
People down there are trying to care
And let each one have their say
it's not revolution tactics
Or cause for anarchy
Just a natural fight for a natural life
Of which Systems are afraid
And if it all surrounds you
Seems like there's no escape
And there's someone stood in front of you
Saying do it in their way
Turn your eyes towards the tides
See how they never change
The sands of time will break their mime
Like riding on a wave


*** The Last Days of Winter

I spy with my little eye
The sun shining brightly
The clouds rolling by
The last days of winter
Now seem so far away
And everything looks green 
When it used to be grey
And I've watched the change 
Like the changing in my mind
And I chased the leaves
Like the words I never find
Like the people I knew
Who I sometimes see today
Some still bright like fire
And some faded away

I turn on the radio
And someone's playing a song
I turn on the news
Hear what's going on
I turn on my back
When I'm full of beer
And I turn off the news
When I don't want to hear

And I've seen a girl who looks so very sad
Nothing left but a memory of all the times she's had
And I've seen a man who looks so sad inside
Nothing left but the memories from which he cannot hide

So I learned to fight
With a Weapon Called The Word
And I learned to rise my voice
So that I'd be heard
And I learned to fight
With a weapon called the word
And I learned to raise my voice
But I've never been heard


*** Hard Fight

Pushed from the start
Do it right and maybe you'll take a part
Call a spade a spade
Put on your blinkers maybe then you'll be made
To walk the streets 
Head full of false facts you can't get back

But you wake up one day
You wake up one day
Can't see the world the same way
All the lights have changed
Your routine's down the drain
Things will never be the same
Some call it art
But it's hard to start
When you don't know the game
But if feels so good
To be understood
By yourself again

Now you've got to fight
You ain't got no wage so you ain't got no rights 
Call a spade a spade
Put on your blinkers maybe then you'll be made


*** World Freak Show (live)

In the past the fools would pay
To see the freaks of the day
Contradictions of the norm
The bizarre, the wonderful and deformed
No need for the tents and the cages now
The world comes to my eyes
In the front of my TV circus
A freak show in disguise

Circles & roundabouts
How much do you know
Ging round and coming back
The world freak show
Swings and revolutions
How much did you know
Going round and coming back
The world freak show

Another tree is coming down
Another harpooned whale is drawned
Another child's belly 
Needs feeding
On the land fast food
Chain is bleeding
And we bought our new green wood
And we pulled it over our eyes
And the circus goes on all around
A freak show in disguise

PERISTROIKA/REFORM/GLASNOST
HARDCORE SELL/OVERHEAD COST
NEWS AT TEN/THE HOUSE/BIG BEN
HALF TRUTHS/NOW AND THEN
POL POT/BORDER/MASSACRE/SLAUGHTER
RAINFORESTS/THE PRESIDENT'S DAUGHTER
IRRADIATE/EVACUATE/USE/ABUSE/MANIPULATE
THE PEOPLE'S WILL/THEIR BELLIES FULL
MULTINATIONALLS/KILL/KILL/KILL
DEAD DICTATOR/SNIPERS RETREAT
PEOPLE CLAIM THE POWER SEAT
WALL COMES DOWN/PEOPLE STAND UP
CROSS THE BORDER/CUSTOMS SHUT
FORKLIFT/AIRLIFT/FOREIGN AID
POCKEDS LINED/ARMY BLOCKADE
EVOLUTION/PROGRESS/REGRESS
POWER/POSSESION/ENERGY HARNESS
ECONOMY/MARKET HIGH OR LOW
HOW MUCH DID YOU KNOW

IN THE WORLD FREAK SHOW


*** Outside/Inside (live)

He was on the outside
But it was not his own choice
The city schemes had swallowed his dreams
And silenced his voice
Get away - run!
She was on the inside
Looking for a way to be free
She was doing nine to life
Working for a company
Get away - run!
There is an end to adversity
An end to the company
A time a place where we can be
Where I can laugh and you'll be free
And there'll be no more outside or inside
To keep us apart
And there'll be no more outside or inside
To keep us apart
This is the place the rat the race
This is the place we have no face
I state my case!


*** The Boatman (live)

If I could choose the life I pleased
Then I would be a boatman
Along the canals and the rivers free
No hasty words are spoken
My only law is the river breeze
Would take me to the open seas
If I could choose the life I pleased
Then I would be a boatman

If I could choose the life I pleased
Then I would be a rover
And if the road was not for me
Then I would choose another
Across mountains and the valleys deep
I would take these weary feet
If I could choose the life I pleased
Then I would be a rover

But these things are so hard for me
I cannot choose my own destiny
And all the things that I want to see
Are all so unclear

I wish I could choose the life I pleased
But I am not a free man
Others choose my destiny
But my will's never broken
I know someday I will be
Everything that I dreamed I'd be
If I could choose the life I pleased
I would be a boatman


*** Three Friends (live)

Burning Searing Sun
Soft thru the skin
Bring your grace down here
Tearing past the grey
Shadows of today
Stroke away the fear

Gold and Steaming moon
Call down a tune
Lend us your ear
Glide by the curves
Which your secret serves
But bring not your spear
And life holds no time
By the blink of your eyes
As both you watch
Your sister planet die


*** The Riverflow (live)

I met you in '82 over a crate of beer and not a few
I cracked a can and so did you, we're gonna change the world
The ghetto kings of downside town-
The estates and parks of our hallowed ground
Doing anything that we found
And on the river flowed

You'd take a drink from the Rev. Jimmy Jones
You'd cross the street on the path the gunman roams
Thrown aside and left to waste, that was you- you knew your place
Wander around, get off your face 
And on the river flowed

On and on the riverflow - we the undertow
On and on the riverflow - we the undertow

I don't know how you made it through all the smoke and brew you do
It sure has left his mark on you but you're still with us today
Life goes on and round we go and words can kill these things I know
Sometimes you cut deeply so
But on the river flows

You'd set the table for the barber Sweeney Todd
You'd clip the wings of any rising god
But man can't live on hope alone, it can be cut all that is grown
Broke your spirit but not yout bones 
And on the river flows

You're working now-forced to the race
I know it left a bitter taste
But the rising tide has covered your face
And there's nothing you could do
But I still remember the day you said
That the river flowing through my head
Would take me so far or leave me dead
And all you said was true


*** The Devil Went Down to Georgia

The devil went down to Georgia
He was looking for a soul to steal
And he was in a bind
'Cause he was way behind
And was willin' to make a deal
When he came upon a boy playing on a fiddle
and playin' it hot
And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump and said,
"Boy let me tell you what:

I bet you didn't know it
but I'm a fiddle player too,
And if you care to take a dare
I'll make a bet with you
Now you play a pretty good fiddle boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you."

The boy said, "My name's Johnny
And it might be a sin
But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best that's ever been."

Johnny rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard
'Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia
And the devil deals the cards
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
But if you lose the devil gets your soul.

The devil opened up his case and he said,
"I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips
As he rosined up his bow
And he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
Then a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like this

When the devil finished Johnny said,
"Well you're pretty good ol' son!
But sit down in that chair right there
And let me show you how it's done!"

 Fire on the mountain, run boys run
 Devil's in the house of the rising sun
 Chickens in the breadpan, picking out dough
 Granny does your dog bite?  No, child, no

The devil bowed his head
Because he knew that he'd been beat,
And he laid that golden fiddle
On the ground at Johnny's feet
Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back
if you ever wanna try again.
I done told you once,
You son-of-a-bitch,
I'm the best that's ever been!"

 He played:
 Fire on the mountain, run boys run
 Devil's in the house of the rising sun
 Chickens in the breadpan, picking out dough
 Granny does your dog bite?  No, child, no


*** Plastic Jeezus

I don't care if it rains or freezes
As long as i've  got my plastic jeezus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
I'm afraid he'll have to go
He clashes with my radio
Plastic jeezus you won't get me far

Plastic jeezus plastic jeezus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
I'm afraid he'll have to go
He clashes with my radio
Plastic jeezus you won't get me far

I don't want kisses and i don't want hugs
Just want lots of sex and drugs
Knowing you wont get me far
Don't like walking don't like strolling
Just like good old rock and rolling
Plastic jeezus you don't get me far

Plastic jeezus plastic jeezus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
I'm afraid he'll have to go
He clashes with my radio
Plastic jeezus you don't get me far



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