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Här är alla texter som jag skrev till The Kooks debut album "Too Much Is Not Enough". Till större del skrevs de under en period mellan januari och april -98, då jag flytt storstaden och tillfälligt befann mig i exil på Tynningö i Stockholms skärgård. |
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| Indigo Lights |
We did never give in to these voices that kept telling us, stop trying. We´re the men of a mystic century. Under no one´s thumb, acting as we please. Four desperados, here we go. We are so happy, don´t you worry about us. Just watch us float by in these indigo lights. Did you hear what we said, now we just want to enjoy and caress you. We´re the settlers of a high-tech society. Heroes on our own premises. Slick operators, here we go. We are so happy, don´t you worry about us. Just watch us float by. We are day trippers, what would life be without us. Come watch us float by in these indigo lights. Let the word spread around of the sound and the songs we´re delivering. We´re the rulers of our own destiny. Hogs on the loose, we are one, two, three, four desperados, here we go, go, go. We are so happy... |
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| Higher Ground |
Call me a monster, well baby you're a monster too. We've been messing around in our private game. Now I´m half past dead with an aching head, I´ve got some lipstick on my collar. While you´ve been getting off in someone else´s bed, I met a woman I can´t control. We´ve got a tricky situation. And it´s been going on for too many years now. We´ve gotta save our reputation. And get us up, up, upon a higher ground. Upon a higher ground. Say I´m a hustler, well honey you´re a hustler too. There´s no limits, we´ve been crossing all the lines. So if you´re on your way to see that Dick again, I´ve got a date calling at the hour. And if you´re back by twelve, don´t bother staying awake , I won´t be home until tomorrow. We´ve got a tricky situation. And it´s been going on for too many years now. We´ve gotta save our reputation. And get us up, up, upon a higher ground. Upon a higher ground. But I would leave them all, to be your loving man, we´ve had our moments we should cherish. Before we crash and burn it might be our turn to play it straight so we don´t lose. We´ve got a tricky situation... |
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| In Love |
If she´s a blonde, a brunette, or if she´s slim or she´s fat. It doesn´t matter at all when I fall, I fall. It´s in the way that she walks, and in her smile when she talks. I´m simply losing my head and I fall. You may see me as a thinker, always hiding from his own insanity. Like a bucket or a tin can, so confined within my personality. I met Sally at a bus stop. We fell in love and we got married inside my head. If she´s a blonde, a brunette, or if she´s slim or she´s fat . It doesn´t matter at all, when I fall, I fall. It´s in the way that she walks, and in her smile when she talks. I´m simply losing my head, and I fall, I fall in love. Now Sally says that I just linger, never ever show responsibility. To be honest I´m a drinker, can´t hold on to anything too good for me. Julie caught me in a food shop. We were lost and headed off in her cabriolet. If she´s a... Mary stole my cards in Reno, but I really liked the taste of her lips so sweet. It happens every time I meet another girl, now it´s you. If she´s a... I saw Jackie in a movie. My seat was close, she was the prettiest girl I´d seen. And no wonder I fell. |
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| Salvation In Time |
Calculating criminals of fate, building up a citadel of wealth. Mediocrity is not allowed, to some the price of purity´s too high. Jesus meant to save us but the Devil stole his crown. Who will ever rescue us from all fanatic clowns. Too many sinners hoping to find salvation in time. So many waiting, ready to buy salvation in time. Shameless words demanding equal rights, misfits of this century all rise. Social climbers gathering for war, the turn of a millennium will bring us to the core. Me I´m just a traveler with no direction known. A solitary soldier who is trying to come home. Too many sinners hoping to find salvation in time. So many waiting, ready to buy salvation in time, talking about salvation. Melancholic social climbers, misfits, sinners with septic eyes, clarity and purity, the time will come for you and me. Too many sinners... Everybody rise, everybody up, legally betrayed. All you promiscuous, solitary soldiers, swingers and kindred with the righteous. All stand in line, you know the truth will shine. |
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| A Turbulence Beat |
I say yes and you say yes and we say no, we always stick together. I know him and you know her and we know everyone that really matters. Lovely woman, yeah I love your face when you´re trying to make it up somehow. Yeah woman, oh I love your ways, when you go my world turns upside down. Here´s a chance to work it all out. Let me lift your feet off the ground. Time to start moving around, so let me blow your mind for a better time. I see this and you see that and we see everything, cause we´re so clever. I go out and you go out and we go on like it is now or never. Separation, yeah I get the word, sweet music sounding in my ear. Yeah woman, overload is near so enjoy me while you still are here. Here´s a chance to work it all out. Let me lift your feet off the ground. Time to start moving around, so let me blow your mind for a better time. Common knowledge, yeah my mind is set for a brighter time when we are free. Final checkout, oh that sign is neat, when we pass into a turbulence beat. Here´s a chance... |
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| The Prisoner |
Called up to see you on my way down town. There was a dead tone on the telephone. Got stuck in traffic on my way back home. So why this picking on me, that´s why I´m late. Won´t someone please tell me what to do about you. It´s in the way you see me as a criminal. And in the way you treat me as your prisoner. You say I´m lazy, always drifting away Well baby, some live in mono, some in stereo. If you can´t handle this in some other way, you'd better look for a more suitable case. Now tell me how am I supposed to be to please you. It´s in the way you see me as a criminal. And in the way you treat me as your prisoner... My way of being me, is that a felony. It´s in the way you see me as a criminal. And in the way you treat me as your prisoner... |
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| Move On |
Help us get our hearts back on the track. Set us up with anything that´s better than today. Bring along your ways to make us smile. Guide us to forgiveness, and teach us the words to say. Show the way to move on by, some kind of a remedy. My Lord we don´t know where to go from here. Open up these eyes and make them see. Take us close to comfort in our own reality. Could it be that we´ve been acting blind. Throw us just a single clue of what we´re supposed to do. Give us one good reason why we shouldn´t be afraid. My Lord we feel so empty here today. Won´t you please let us out of here . Come blow away all our misery. Cause we´ve been waiting so long for this moment to come, it´s time to move on. I guess it´s time to move on. Let us leave our burdens far behind. Seek out friendship and behave, it might be worth our while. Forgive us if we are insincere. Pass the words, we do not fear, to hear what´s on your mind. Give us just another chance to see if we can fly. My Lord we´re only humans after all. Won´t you please let us out of here. Come blow away all our misery. Cause we´ve been waiting so long for this moment to come, it´s time to move on. I guess it´s time to move on. Punish us if we´ve done wrong, but bear it all in mind. My Lord we´re only struggling to be free. Won´t you please... |
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| Life In The Middle |
Elevator´s coming up to the second floor going your way. And the underworld is turning away, away. Naked in the mirror, throw the dice and you're in the game. As the hour´s counting minutes you wait, you wait. Don´t lie if you don´t have to. Don´t steal if you don´t wanna. Don´t breathe cause they won´t let you. Just die, die, die for a minute and live your life in the middle of the stream. Live your life in the middle. Heard you were a fighter, but your aim was never to destroy. And the dream you had was always to be, to be. Undercurrent´s turning, it´s no use to even complain. And we´re all a bunch of losers, so vain, so vain. Don´t think if you don´t have to. Don´t feel if you don´t wanna. Don´t speak cause they won´t let you. Just die, die... Don´t hide if you don´t have to. Don´t run if you don´t wanna. Don´t bleed cause they won´t let you. Just die, die... Don´t lie, don´t even breathe. In the middle of the stream. Don´t think, don´t even speak. In the middle of the stream. Don´t hide, don´t even bleed just live it. In the middle. |
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| Bruce Emms |
When the Spiders are gone from Mars, and the man has just left the building . Now the Byrds have split and the Jam have quit, see the Zeppelin is descending. Hey, what I´m saying, it´s up to you. But this means nothing to me. We used to be closer, in so many ways. My friends they are still fans, but this means nothing to me Bruce Emms. Heard the Band is still on the run, and this Elvis lost his attraction. Now the Doors have been painted black, but you´re still blowing into the wind. Hey, what I´m saying, it´s up to you. But this means nothing to me. We used to be closer, in so many ways. My friends, they are still fans, but this means nothing to me Bruce Emms. When the Mothers came, yeah they blew us away. Mr. Lennon said, peace is in my bed. Won´t you all come on down. Hey, what I´m saying, it´s up to you. But this means nothing to me. We used to... |
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| Things That Are Good |
Desolated woman, walking in the neon lights. And the richest wives are buying all their diamond rings. There´s a demolition man, standing with his sideburns on. Souls are made of leather, waiting for the shoe shine boy. Devastated woman traveling on the subway, looking so truly divine. And a desperado man, following her shadow, waiting for his chance to swing. Things that are good could be better. Things that are good could be better. Big dark town smelling like a frying pan. Dogs are barking cars are parking everywhere. There´s a shabby dressed lady, searching in the garbage pails. And a misled preacher´s waiting for his chance to say. Things that are... Pretty young lady strolling on a thin line, six-foot-five and pale. And a big red sign says "Everything´s for sale, this shop´s closing and moving away". Things that are... |
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| Too Much Of Nothing |
I just killed my TV and I feel so free, yeah. No more raw commercial scribbling at the screen, no no. Spend my time of leisure with more quality means, oh yeah. Moving up the ladder no philosophy of mine, no way. I just wanna get by, and go traveling to different places. I go my way, you´ve got yours made. They just walk right through. People are trying to be clever, getting too much of nothing at all. Me I just try to be better, and I follow my heart. Interactive diggers and computer freaks, hey. What is gonna happen when the circuits blow, oh oh. I don´t wanna be framed, always follow my intuition. I´ve got my treat, you have your beat. Some feed on control. People are trying to be clever, getting too much of nothing at all. Me I just try to be better, and I follow my heart. I just wanna get high, get no kicks from the competition. I´ve got my trade, you have your place. Others go astray. People are trying to be clever, getting too much of nothing at all... |
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| Regrets |
I seem, seem to be forgotten. Seven weeks since I last spoke to you and said all right, all right. Now I´m so, I´m so tired. Sorry that we said goodbye, we didn´t even stop to wonder why, oh no. So much time to clear our views but we threw it all away. So much time to make a change. But it´s too late now, do do do do... For small regrets. I seem, seem to be forsaken. Left with my stupidity, how could you ever put the blame on me. I try not to be reminded. All the words I never said, the thoughts that just got stuck inside my head. So reserved in many ways and we never dared to see. So resigned and oh so strained. But it´s too late now, do do do do... For small regrets. So afraid to have my say but it´s not because of you. So afar from being real. But it´s too late, do do do do... It´s too late, do do do... For small regrets. |
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