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Bonfire Of The Vanities

by Cats On The Beach

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1.
Released 04:37
Released - gonna fly somewhere and lie somewhere in the sun again At least that’s what I’d do if not for you pinning me I didn’t say all I should I didn’t say all I could But would I change it? Every time the flowers die I’d like to try again Chained to you, chained to you, chained to you, chained to you Released – gonna cross the lake and put my faith in the son again At least that’s what I’d do if not for you pinning me I didn’t say all I should I didn’t say all I could But would I change it? Every time the flowers die I’d like to try again Chained to you, chained to you, chained to you, chained to you
2.
I’m walking down Waterloo Bridge in the rain The brown river flows out of town Dark arms reach from the depths to where the droplets dent the surface I look up to the grey sky then look back down I could just jump in End the pain I’m in But something keeps me walking and I wander to the shop Waterloo sunset will be coloured by the clouds tonight Waterloo sunset will be coloured by the clouds tonight I was in some modern tavern before I reached the bridge Red wine still flowing down my gullet A plain woman was there, on the nearest chair, Dilute desire struck me in the stomach I stepped to the wet street Water soaked my feet Something kept me walking and I wondered to the bridge Waterloo sunset will be coloured by the clouds tonight Waterloo sunset will be coloured by the clouds tonight I’m walking to waterloo station where I’ll wait On a cold bench for the train They’ve put us back to work – the caged rats and the clerks And I’m still soaked from the rain My unreality Makes a joke of life I’m trying to be happy but the devil fed me acid Waterloo sunset will be coloured by the clouds tonight Waterloo sunset will be coloured by the clouds tonight Waterloo sunset will be coloured by the clouds tonight Waterloo sunset will be coloured by the clouds tonight
3.
Love is Wise 03:43
I go to you And you go away Should tell me something Shouldn’t it? Love is wise and hate is foolish But you make me feel both these Oh no But I won’t give up No I won’t stop breathing You lead me on With teasing tones Did you mean to Did you know? Love is wise and hate is foolish But you make me feel both these Oh no But I won’t give up No I won’t stop breathing And now I’m a puppet Which is strange After you said “No strings” Baby did you Did you only love me When you were feeling lonely? Oh no But I won’t give up No I won’t stop breathing
4.
Life grinds on day after day Hearts torn in every way So Ferry across the North Sea To the red lights and the green Where we’ll escape People – they hurry to work Each with their own hidden hurts So Ferry across the North Sea To the red lights and the green Where we’ll escape People hanging on the corner They show their teeth and say We don’t care where you’re from boy As long as you don’t stay So I’ll sit on my holiday Thinking how I just can’t stay So Ferry across the North Sea Back to the place from where I came To Sunny Hull Sunny hole
5.
I lay there on the floor You were smoking by the door You said you wanted something more You said it so sweetly and you closed the door The peace you seek it’s in yourself Don’t just wait for someone else Means I want to still be friends Friends who never speak again I lay there on the floor A pile of ashes by the door “I just don’t feel it anymore” I said it so softly and you grabbed the door The peace you seek it’s in yourself Don’t just wait for someone else Means I want to still be friends Friends who never speak again
6.
Rusty Bells 03:46
I hold the invitation in my hand dear Inviting me to you ceremony I drop it on the carpet with a shudder How could you go and do it without me? Rusty bells are ringing in the chapel I suppose there’ll be no ring for you and me Dressed in white, a terrible perfection Those rusty bells are just ringing for thee I planned a little cottage in the country I even bought a bicycle for two I thought that we could ride it round the lanes dear But now a big blue car will have to do Rusty bells are ringing in the chapel Children playing in the stony yard Dressed in black I’m sticking to tradition Weeping as the vicar reads the cards I thought I saw a bouquet in your hands dear White roses plucked that morning from the forest An organ echoes round the empty room here Where I kneel and lift your veil for our first kiss Rusty bells are ringing in the chapel To commemorate the day you were set free Oh I knew of course that someday this could happen Oh when will those rusty bells ring for me?
7.
Not so voluntary coma No use for words The cost your very pride The price your world Must feel so good to feel so bad And the bad things happen Yeah the bad things happen When you’re down again The teachers warned us off them We don’t doubt them They enter and you salute They were wrong so often Must feel so big to feel so small And nothing happens Yeah nothing happens When you try to score Stepping down a river Blow smoke at moon The dawn is a-creaking Wise fall to fools Must feel so happy to feel so sad And the sad things happen Yeah the sad things happen When you’re down again
8.
Girls the bitchin’ gets you boring The boys just want two more in They say they’re not ready To mean you’re not the one But the patronising advert Do you have to? But the snake skin suits want my vote And I know Just one question to you Who wears who? Promises us a bridge When there’s no river Promises us a spine When there’s no shiver Back to spineless propaganda Man how can ya? Eyes on the newspapers And the foreigners
9.
And now through broken circumstance I sleep in the shadow Terrified of the dreamy garden outside my window Death’s hand is reaching out to my skinny hand He says “Just come with me build castles in the sand” Then he sits down on the chair and he crosses his legs He says “You can’t fix life’s holes with those square pegs” And now through broken circumstance I stand in the shadow Wishing that the slaughtered sheep would rise up and kill their foe Death’s hand is reaching out to my skinny hand He says “Just come with me build castles in the sand” Then he sits down on the chair and he crosses his legs He says “You can’t fix life’s holes with those square pegs” Death’s hand is reaching out to my skinny hand He says “Just come with me build castles in the sand” Then he sits down on the chair and he crosses his legs He says “You can’t fix life’s holes with those square pegs”
10.
The city boys are talking The pale moon is on the riverside They’re chopping lines on pocket mirrors And now it’s time for me to slide For I live in a different dream Where I can see the cave shadows Dancing as I sit in chains And all I do is follow A horn is blowing far away A sleeping solider holds his son His daughter’s prayer has gone unanswered Drowned out by her father’s gun But I can smell the roses grow On the grave of hatred’s ghost Who fled from me as sweet love came And all I do is follow They tell me a lord has spoken Yet sent no person in his place They tell me hell hath no fury Like a pretty woman’s face But I’m stripped of illusions now At least the one I saw take hold The oracle laughed as she turned from me And all I did was follow
11.
Well I’m killing all my time Just killing all my time Oh I’m killing all my time (filling it with rhyme) Wasting it’s a hell of a crime My money’s running out My money’s running out My money’s running out And like a trout I follow through the door With a hook in my mouth Well I’m killing all my time Just killing all my time Oh I’m killing all my time (filling it with rhyme) Wasting it’s a hell of a crime My friend she brings me down Mt friend she brings me down My friend she brings me down Slipping off her gown Making me consider leaving town Well I’m killing all my time Just killing all my time Oh I’m killing all my time (filling it with rhyme) Wasting it’s a hell of a crime I do not know it all I don’t know it all I don’t know at all I woke up in your hall Didn’t even know who to call Well I’m killing all my time Just killing all my time Oh I’m killing all my time (filling it with rhyme) Wasting it’s a hell of a crime I suffer like the rest I suffer like the rest I suffer like the rest It’s quite a test Who set it is anybody’s guess Well I’m killing all my time Just killing all my time Oh I’m killing all my time (filling it with rhyme) Wasting it’s a hell of a crime
12.
Tonight in a terraced house in a town It’s hard to be detached Confusion in kitchens, contract conditions Driving people mad Strange forces fly through the hall tonight They almost breathe through the brick But all this could be brain chemistry No mystery to it In a Romford Road rented room how to relax? The same old prescription Life dies too quick, We should enjoy it But limit the prescription A curtain so cold by the radiator A smoke ring frozen still And loves’s urgency, five cups of tea And a bin bag making me ill Oh and storm’s up the stairs with a reckless regard Outside the rain comes down A fork in a sink, a gown an off pink Strange what makes you frown In a Romford Road rented room how to relax? The same old prescription Life dies too quick, we should enjoy it But limit the prescription Yeah tonight in a terraced house in a town It’s hard to be detached But if you make the rent and you’re fairly content Well then tell me what’s so bad?

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released June 13, 2018

Mixed, mastered and produced by Jim Riley at Ranscombe Studios

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Cats On The Beach London, UK

We mainly tear around London in ubers that are usually too small for our equipment to play shows that are usually too loud for any clear detection of Rob's vocals. Before these shows we often grab a falafel, have a stab at amusing conversation and, when that fails, move onto philosophy, animal rights and red wine. Gary Crowley, a BBC DJ, sweetly said we were 'The band he had been waiting for'. ... more

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