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Stephen Cummings: Lovetown
  1. Everybody Wants To Get To Heaven But Nobody Wants To Die
  2. Some Prayers Are Answered
  3. If You Don't Want My Love
  4. When Trouble Comes
  5. Where Are You Going
  6. My Willingness
  7. You Jane
  8. She Set Fire To The House
  9. Push It Up All Fall Down
  10. Viva Las Vegas
  11. Time To Kill
  12. Who Listens To The Radio ('89)
  13. Last Round Up
Everybody Wants To Get To Heaven But Nobody Wants To Die

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury

If I'm down in the dumps tonight, well it's not because of you
Try to look at life objectively, what good does it do
You reached for the telephone, I was out at work in some dance hall
You can't have everything, sometimes you can't have anything at all

Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die
Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die

Felt the heat in my cheeks, went to sleep dreaming of her
Daylight began easing through my window, like a whisper
A conspiratal glance, an untroubled voice, a contrivance
You don't return my calls anymore, my saviour or my successor

Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die
Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die

Cries of the night, the times we used to sleep together
Guess I was indignant, grow clumsy at your girlish pleasure
I've quietened down a bit, doesn't mean I like the idea at all
Desperate as I am, my miserable state is just comical

Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die
Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die
Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die
Everybody wants to get to heaven but nobody wants to die

Everybody get to heaven
Everybody's gettin' to heaven
Everybody get to heaven
Some Prayers Are Answered

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury

Well that's my breath against the window
Between a sombre, murky blue shadow
Nothing works, everything seems to happen to me
I feel no weariness, I try to avoid your scrutiny

Chorus:
Some prayers are answered unexpectedly
From time to time
Some prayers are answered unexpectedly
From time to time

Well I haven't quite made my mind up about you
Probably I won't return for a day or two
Hands in my pockets and the room stunk of dead flowers
It was an unavoidable connection that just went sour

Chorus (x2)

Well that's my breath against the window
Between a sombre murky blue shadow
All aglow

Chorus (x2)

Some prayers are answers
Some prayers are answers
Some prayers are answers
Some prayers are answers
If You Don't Want My Love

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury

I don't expect you to do anything
Just answer the telephone when I ring
My sense of humour was diminishing
Send love COD

Chorus:
If you don't want my love
I'll get drunk and melancholy
If you don't want my love
The bottle's been a good friend to me

Who have you been sleeping with, keeping company
Mathematics might make sense, but not to me
There's no guarantee, that my sparkling repartee
Might be full of irony but you might disagree

Chorus (x2)

Oh girl you're just twenty one
So pretty so cynical for one so young
I've been thinking child
It's you not the traffic
That's been making me feel faint
Yeah so sarcastic
It simple as ABC
Send love COD

Chorus (x4)
When Trouble Comes

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury

What fools we make of each other
At the end of the world, at the close of the day
I don't believe all this nonsense
The loaded words that ricochet

Chorus:
And when I open my eyes
Conscious of sin
It's not a betrayal
It's a blessing
When trouble comes
When trouble comes

Two idiots in an act of defiance
My lover and I, seems like years ago
Things happen quickly, sometimes not at all
It's sideshow, it's touch and go

Chorus

When trouble comes
When trouble comes

Yeah when trouble comes
Everybody's gonna run
Yeah when trouble comes
Turn and walk away
Put it off to another day
Where Are You Going

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury

You cornered me at a party
I was so nervous
The flowers on the wallpaper
Matched the flowers on your dress
I had it now I've lost it
I'll see it gets back to you
You say you don't need me
And maybe that's true

Chorus:
Where are you going?
Can I come for the ride?
Wherever you're going
I want to be there at your side

When you think you've had enough
Of being such a wise guy
Well search for knowledge is a search
For love to modify
I had it now I lost it
I'll see it gets back to you
Well you alone remained constant
Everyone else just withdrew

Chorus

And I said don't cry baby
Crying won't do any good
You can blame this or that
Say you're misunderstood

You can say anything you like

I had it now I lost it
I'll see it gets back to you
Well you say you don't need me
Yeah maybe that is true

Chorus (x2)
My Willingness

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury

Roll that rock up to the top of the hill
I watch it roll away from me
Someplace I took a wrong turn
Bad direction poor vocabulary
I was reading an Italian magazine
Pretty pictures of young madonnas
Do you want to give me a broken jaw?
Well what for?

Watching it roll away, away from me
Watching it roll away, away from me
Watching it roll away, away from me
Watching it roll away, away from me

What language are you speaking?
Oh you make me feel tired
I was at that bar, I wanted to quench these doubts
I want to feel desired
Well the radio was playing
Something sad and blue
It's hideous isn't it
The things we'll talk ourselves into

Watching it roll away, away from me
Watching it roll away, away from me
Watching it roll away, away from me
Watching it roll away, away from me

My willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)

Watching it roll away, away from me
Watching it roll away, away from me
Watching it roll away, away from me
Watching it roll away, away from me

Willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)
My willingness (my willingness)...

(fade)
You Jane

Cummings

I had three drinks with a fellow that I barely knew
And we began talking to the waitress like you do
Do you think she's pretty, my new friend said to me
A neon sign behind that bar it flickered intermittently

Well my new friend had to go on home to his wife and his family
So I bought the waitress a stinger while I had a gimlet and a daquiri
And she said that her name was Jane, she asked me where she fitted into my misen scene
And she said you know in this half light you look a little bit like Kris Kristofferson

Chorus:
You Jane (yeah you)
And all the Janes that I never knew
You Jane (yeah you)
Sacred night, wild desire, delight

I want you to consider well what if you were me
And before you answer think about this carefully
Everything possible is exhausted
What you've never had, you'll never miss
And you can't even remember when you had your last little kiss

Chorus

I give her my wrong name and of course she'd done the same to me
So we went and had some bad food and coffee at a bowling alley
When we emerged into dawn's light, no wiser
Just tired and cold
I said Jane you know, in this light
You look a little bit like Genevieve Bujold

Chorus (x2)

Sacred night, wild desire, delight...

(fade)
She Set Fire To The House

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury

I pushed the button
Somebody opened the door
Her name was Monika
And Monika was mine ever more
She said I can't be held responsible
For all the guilt in this world
Seven years is enough for any boy or girl

Chorus:
She set fire to the house
And watched it burn down to the ground

The house was in darkness
Monika made me insist
If you want to stay that's alright
But it's at your own risk
Keep your mouth shut
Keep it bottled up inside your head
Love is disappeared
Love is vanished all hope is dead

Chorus (x2)

Pretty flames
Illuminated the night
Monika's face was snow white
If she was ever unfaithful to me
Well I didn't notice
Especially

There are murders
That aren't murders
And they happen every single day
We break our promises
We find it hard to break away
Only Monika she left first
And in that cold clear dawn light
An empty can of kerosene
Helped that house of love burn down so bright

Chorus (x4)

Watched it burn down to the ground
Push It Up All Fall Down

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury

Ah, night traffic hums
Your boyfriend telephoning me again
Full of hurt and anger, no I can't explain
Where there's sorrow there's desire, words that misfire
Flawless beauty to admire
Closing the distance between us she said
I'm sick of this life
Really is that how you feel?
I think you enjoy all this
One perfect kiss to dismiss me

Chorus:
I push it up all falls down
I push it up all falls down
I push it up all falls down
Everything that you see is just a memory

Your pouting mouth and lips, your caress
You try to flee you're dispossessed
You lied to me, I lied to you
If you deliver, then you're overdue
Cars and radios and nights
Drunks sway on Fitzroy street
Under neon lights
My every ounce of energy
Holding hands in the back of some taxi

Chorus (repeat and fade)
Viva Las Vegas

Pomus/Shuman/Belinda

Bright light city gonna set my soul
Gonna set my soul on fire
Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn,
So get those stakes up higher
There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there
And they're all livin' devil may care
And I'm just the devil with love to spare
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas

How I wish that there were more
Than the twenty-four hours in the day
'Cause even if there were forty more
I wouldn't sleep a minute away
Oh, there's black jack and poker and the roulette wheel
A fortune won and lost on ev'ry deal
All you need's a strong heart and a nerve of steel
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas

Viva Las Vegas with you neon flashin'
And your one armbandits crashin'
All those hopes down the drain
Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime
Turnin' night into daytime
If you see it once
You'll never be the same again
I'm gonna keep on the run
I'm gonna have me some fun
If it costs me my very last dime
If I wind up broke up well
I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time
I'm gonna give it ev'rything I've got
Lady luck please let the dice stay hot
Let me shout a seven with ev'ry shot
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas,
Viva, Viva Las Vegas"
Time To Kill

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury - CD re-release only

Are you crying
Crying's a reflex action
Crying always gives me a chill
You see green
And you just gotta go
You see green it's a time to kill

  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill

Isolated incidents might make sense
But the picture can't be understood
Words change
Words change their meanings
Now good is bad and bad is good

  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill

Everybody needs an eyewitness
A confirmation of belief
A body a soul and a name
Everybody gets a measure of grief

  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill
  A time to kill
Who Listens To The Radio ('89)

Cummings/Andrew Pendlebury - CD re-release only

A girl in a bedroom doing her homework
Fooling with a logarithm she's going beserk
In one hands a cigarette she's looking out the window
The other ones twiddling with the radio
AM FM I listen to the both of them
Listening to the radio since I don't know when
It crackles it clicks it pops it stops
It's blasting out the top forty charts

  Who listens to the radio
  Who listens to the radio
  Who listens to the radio
  Thats what I'd like to know
  Who listens to the radio

Well this guys got his transistor
Stuck right up against his ear
He's oblivious to the traffic
He says hey get me outta here
A strong wind blew
It was an impressive traffic jam
He looks in the mirror and then he just rings his hands
And well I wrote this song in 1977 or maybe it was 78
Hey and it's success well gee it's been hard to duplicate
But acceptance, forgiveness, love
That's why I sing this song so delicate and slow
And occasionally I just think about the radio

  Who listens to the radio
  Who listens to the radio
  Who listens to the radio
  Thats what I'd like to know
  Who listens to the radio

A girls still in her bedroom
She's still fussing over her homework
Fooling with a logarithm she's going berserk
In one hands a cigarette
A drink looking out the window
The other hands twiddling with the radio

  Who listens to the radio
  Who listens to the radio
  Who listens to the radio
  Thats what I'd like to know
  Who listens to the radio

  Thats what I'd like to know
  Who listens to the radio
  And thats what I'd like to know
  Who listens to the radio

  Who listens
Last Round Up

Cummings/Joe Camilleri - CD re-release only

Lights burn into darkness
I rant and I rave
And tears roll down her cheeks
Joy and confusion when she speaks
I haven't thought about her sad smile for weeks

Well what a good time, yeah we once had
Yeah but good times they just turn bad
Another day, another girl, another coffee cup
And we're heading for the last round up.

Running out of time, church bells chime 
This sad, sad pantomime
It's no big thing, echoing
Till it's deafening.

I miss your bad moods, you can't escape ??
We're opposites of sorts, bad comedy
Cursed and blessed - contrary
Well that's how she will always think of me.

A flickering shadow of someone I used to know
Leave the light on, Miss so and so
I guess your salty kisses will erupt
And we're heading for the last round up.

We're running out of time, church bells chime 
This sad, sad pantomime
It's no big thing, echoing
Till it's deafening.

Well what a good time, yeah we once had
Yeah but good times they just turn bad
Another day, another girl, another coffee cup
And we're heading for the last round up.

We're running out of time, church bells chime 
This sad, sad pantomime
It's no big thing, echoing
Till it's deafening.

Ooh the last round up
Ooh the last round up

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