Word Gets Around de Stereophonics

Listado de Canciones

1. A Thousand Trees3:03

   Letra

   Standing at the bus stop with my shopping in my hands And I'm overhearing elder ladies As the rumours start to fly Hear them in the school yard In the scrap yard In the chip shop In the phone box In the pool hall At the shoe stall Every corner turn around It started with a school girl Who was running Running home to her Mam and Dad Told them she was playing in the change room of the local football side They said tell us again, she told them again Tell us the truth, they found it hard to believe 'Cause he taught our Steve, even trained me, taught uncle John who's a father of three Only takes one tree to make a thousand matches Only takes one match to burn a thousand trees Thousand trees You see it in the classroom In the swimming pool Where the match stick men are made At the scout's hall At the football Where the wise we trust are paid They all honour his name He did a lot for the game Got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates Now they're ripping them down Stamping the ground Picture gathers dust in the bar in the lounge It takes one tree, to make a thousand matches Only takes one match, to burn a thousand trees Thousand trees Wake up, smell the rain Shake up, he's back to stay Hasn't been on a holiday Growing seeds don't believe Why he's been away From the school yard Changing room Playing fields Bathroom Phone box Office blocks Corners turn around They keep doubting the flame Tossing the blame Got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates Now they're ripping them down Stamping the ground Picture gathers dust in the bar And it only takes one tree to make a thousand matches Only takes one match to burn a thousand trees Thousand trees Thousand trees Thousand trees
2. Looks Like Chaplin2:32

   Letra

   I feel awash Close down the street Yeah Chaplin walks Be 9:15 And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away They take him in And clean him up They take him in And strip him down They dry his skin And feed him wine And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away Ask's to use the phone Yeah he lives alone, he lives alone There's no one, no one home to phone He sits alone at home He call his home his own His wife is still unknown
3. More Life in a Tramp's Vest2:20
4. Local Boy in the Photograph3:22

   Letra

   There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time A pebble beach, we're underneath, a pier that's just been painted red Where I heard the news for the first time And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He'll always be 23, yet the train runs on and on Past the place they found his clothing There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time Today And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He's gone away
5. Traffic4:53

   Letra

   We all face the same way, Still it takes all day I take a look to my left, Pick out the worst and the best She paints her lip, greasy and thick Another mirror stare And she's going where? Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare You talk dirty to a priest, it makes you human at least Is she running away, to start a brand new day? Or she's going home, why's she driving alone? Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's got to be, somewhere She's got a body in the boot? Or just bags of food? Those are models legs, but are they women's, are they men's? She shouts down the phone, she missed a payment on the loan She's go to be above the rest, keeping up with the best Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's got to be, somewhere Waits tables for a crook? You wrote a hardback book You teach kids how to read, sell your body on the street And nurse without a job, another up town snob But have I got you all wrong, one look and you were gone Is anyone going anywhere? Is anyone going anywhere? Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's got to be, somewhere
6. Not Up to You4:36

   Letra

   salt grips the road awaits his lift again street orange glow shades the odds against one more sip a shoe a miss a shaving nick one extra kiss who's to know whatever! not up to me not up to you swings don't swing the parks been dead for years how do you know the last swing weren't your last for good hard book on freaks fresh summer peach creased magazine sugar chocolate treat who's to know whatever! not up to me not up to you the street's so long where she lost her pocket purse kept the last picture of the man she committed first cracked windscreen rain french murder play junk take away tired street parades who's to know whatever! whatever! not up to me not up to you not up to anything we do
7. Check My Eyelids for Holes2:42

   Letra

   I gotta lose weight I swallow honey is my stand up show still that funny am I back for good I said that I said that I would be she's down waist low trying to make me happy because I like watching you it's time I tried tried to check my check my eye lids check for holes two weeks late I gotta test for babies shop take is falling low I'm not going back back to the factory's because I like what I do it's time I tried tried to check my check my eye lids check for holes
8. Same Size Feet4:00

   Letra

   A weeks too long, not to ring Re-colours her hair, and waits for him Not cat against dog, just head over heels Sex twice a day, best time in years Oh no, why hasn't he phoned? She has to wait until he's on his own Lying and Denying so nobody knows I'll tell her this week is what he tells Her to keep her on loan He'll buy her one day Sex drives, oral highs, cheating wife's spouse Cream cakes, coffee dates, floral gifts, goodbye Pass the way for the day had a change of kind Sex change, to mundane for the average mind Oh no, she just can't see Where he is and where he's been Looked prim and straight Like she's always been All that she saved for went missing again She could be, she could be, she could be wrong She could be, she could be, she could be wrong She could be, she could be, she could be wrong It looks like, it looks like, it looks like the worlds gone wrong They found a body in the lake maybe it wasn't really his name Same colour, same weight, same size feet It's the not knowing that kills you Oh no the clocks stopped slow, everytime you're on your own ya' hide from the spies so nobody knows Scratch through the pages on the lazy days news for a clue Still looking for you
9. Last of the Big Time Drinkers2:45

   Letra

   Ten minutes flat after that day at the factory I'm Drinking like a dog in the sun I don't need to eat or sleep a wink, at the weekend Drop my guts And I can't wait for my next drink The first one is gonna sink I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work Last of the big time drinkers The beer don't taste the same without my name painted on my glass I don't live to work, I work to live, I live at the weekend I nearly spent a week in the sun Come home with my bird, sheets thrown out the window And sunday morning comes And I can't wait for my next drink The first one is gonna sink I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work Last of the big time drinkers The beer don't taste the same without my name painted on my glass And I can't wait for my next drink The first one is gonna sink I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work Last of the big time drinkers Just give me half a pint of slops Last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my job Last of the big time drinkers
10. Goldfish Bowl3:03

    Letra

    the same long faces in the workman's hall caramel crisp counts his birds cliff chip's lines up his dominoes kingfisher lead singer calms his nerves I'm drinking sinking swimming drowning working smirking learning burning sleeping thieving cheating beating I'm eating I'm deep in a goldfish bowl It's sink or swim the hall down town just burns to the ground my boxing ring turned to ash red head ginger bread sells tickets at the door stella sleep walks in the sand I'm drinking sinking swimming drowning working smirking learning burning sleeping thieving cheating beating I'm eating I'm deep in a goldfish bowl It's sink or swim they're looking in hard up outta luck time to ride the village bike a bike been used ten times or more grape vine here's the wife lays down her royal flush I think I've lost another wife
11. Too Many Sandwiches5:01

    Letra

    Shopping spree for the family tree, haven't seen your family tree, in quite a while Too many sandwiches and wine, sherry stains down your best mans tie, what a speech The band arrive, the grannies cry, the singers tongue's's in the bar maids mouth, what a voice Grandpa drunk a drop or two and his head's still stuck down the portaloo, what a man You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breasts, the discos late and he's overpaid tonight You got a diamond ring and a man who sings, the man who sings made love to the bar maid twice And that's just tonight The blue rinsed hairs lift up their chairs The bands too loud, they're off down stairs what a noise The bride and groom they dance their dance The singer mimes there's still a chance, the bar maid smiles You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breasts, the discos late and he's overpaid tonight You got a diamond ring and a man who sings, the man who sings made love to the bar maid twice And that's just tonight You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breasts, the discos late and he's overpaid tonight You got a diamond ring and a man who sings, the man who sings made love to the bar maid twice Grandpa drunk a drop or two and his head's still stuck down the portaloo, what a man The bride and groom they dance their dance, the singer mimes there's still a chance tonight And the bar maid smiles
12. Billy Davey's Daughter3:45