1939 Front Cover
1939 Rear Cover
1939 CD
B-side That's For Sure is currently doing the rounds with The Crimea in it's re-lyricised and slightly re-tuned form as Girl Just Died, which was a b-side with The Crimea's White Russian Galaxy single.
| CD Tracklisting: 1939 RETURNING (BBC LIVE) CHICKEN VS. MACHO (FEATURING MARY HOPKIN) THAT'S FOR SURE |
Vinyl Tracklisting: 1939 RETURNING (AUG 2000 RECORDING) THREE IN A BED |
1939 Front Cover |
1939 Rear Cover |
1939 CD |
Well I was wondering
Do as I choose
Or follow the ancient
chip off the block
Well I was thinking
I'll wear a rose
and in the morning
I'll be your dog
President of presidents the killer's here to take your life
We are not learning
1939 returning
We are not learning
1939 returning
If bricks were circular
The wind would come in
And we would all freeze
but I would be laughing
Humans or animals
we do as we please
Control is the currency
the vultures disease
President of presidents the killer's here to take your life
We are not learning
1939 returning
We are not learning
1939 returning
Naked, naked, naked, naked,
naked, naked, naked, naked
Naked solo renegade
The bodies of other animals will be my grave
No words, conscience, clothes or name
flesh in the natural chain
We are not learning
1939 returning
We are not learning
1939 returning
We are not learning
1939 returning
Got myself black and blue banging my head off a brick wall
And what'm I gonna do, throw in the towel and crawl
Well flaming hot blood is just an excuse for a war
Got myself black and blue but I'm still desperate for more
No aggro, no aggro, no aggro
I'd rather be chicken than macho
I'd rather be oblivious than know how
Got myself black and blue dragging my fists from cheek to cheek
I'm a hostile creep, harmonies not up my street
Flaming hot blood is just an excuse for a war
Got myself black and blue but i'm still desperate for more
No aggro, no aggro, no aggro
I'd rather be chicken than macho
I'd rather be oblivious than know how
Than know how
No aggro, no aggro, no aggro
I'd rather be chicken than macho
I'd rather be oblivious than know how
I'd rather be chicken than macho
I'd rather be oblvious than know how
Than know how
Than know how
Than know how
Than know how
If I had my choice of evil ways
I'd do it all night and I'd do it all god-damn day
If I had a bed in which to lay
I'd lay all night and I'd lay all god-damn day
In the forest
Lives a monster
It's hard to find but
When you get there
Touch it with your toungue
And you will be the one
Touch it with your toungue
And you wil be the one
It's over baby that's for sure
It all got hard and i'm not ready
It's over baby that's for sure
It all got hard and i'm not ready
It's over baby
When my coochee won't come out to play
I cry all night and I cry all god-damn day
When she tells me death's the only way
I die all night and I die all goddamn day
In the forest
Lives a monster
It's hard to find but
When you get there
Touch it with your toungue
And you will be the one
Touch it with your toungue
And you will be the one
It's over baby that's for sure
It all got hard when i'm not ready
It's over baby that's for sure
It all got hard and i'm not ready
It's over baby
It's over baby that's for sure
It all got hard and i'm not ready
It's over baby that's for sure
It all got hard and i'm not ready
It's over baby that's for sure
It all got hard and i'm not ready
It's over baby that's for sure
It all got hard and i'm not ready
It's over baby that's for sure
Well it all got hard and i'm not ready
It's over baby that's for sure
Well it all got hard and i'm not ready...
There was two in the bed, and Tony Blair said
Suck on this Mr Hague, suck on this Mr Hague
There was two in the bed, and the Queen said
Wrong hole Charles, wrong hole Charles
There was three in the bed and Bill Clinton said
One testicle for you Chelsea, one testicle for you Hillary
There was one in the bed and Jesus said
Another night out and I just couldn't pull
Luckily the stable was full
I performed the miracle with a sheep
Turned it into Meryl Streep
Shoulda heard the woman bleet
Maaa harder Jesus
Baaa harder Jesus
Baaa harder Jesus
Fuck my wrinkly
Baaa starfish harder
Maaa maaa baaa Jesus
Maaaaaaaaaa
All lyrics interpreted by Jon Birch and Christopher Friend.
As they were worked out by ear, they may be wrong in places.