The Last Party

So you want some lyrics, do you? Lindy's Party was the only CD/LP that included lyrics, at least in the US. Apart from a typographical error that cut the last part of "Lindy's Party" and added it to "Can You Believe It," the lyrics for a few songs (my favorites) are reprinted faitfully here... The rest will come as I have time to type them in (I would much rather listen to the words...).

AUNTIE JEAN

Here is the story of another girl
Not one of the big ones in the world
You wouldn't know it if you saw it on a bright day
It was a pearl that you could've loved
It was a pearl that you could've cherished
But when the time came all you did was look away ... now

Have you met my Auntie Jean
Are you simple, or very clean
Do you still believe in the big machine
Is there no reprieve from the big machine

I didn't mean to make you upset
I didn't mean to ruin your day
Sometimes I really don't know why I say the things I say

So that's the story of another pearl
Not one of the big ones you see around the world
Do you know what I mean
Do you what I am saying?

Have you met my Auntie Jean
Are you simple, or very clean
Do you still believe in the big machine
Is there no reprieve from the big machine

Where is a story that I wanna hear
The one where I am the biggest hero
Why won't it, why can't it
Why didn't you make it all come true...now?

Have you met my Auntie Jean
Are you simple, or very clean
Do you still believe in the big machine
Is there no reprieve from the big machine

Have you met my Auntie Jean
Are you simple, or very clean
Do you still believe in the big machine
Is there no reprieve from the big machine

PLEASE

Please Miss Lolita, don't make me burn my eyes
Please Miss Lolita, don't make me burn my eyes
I've been standing at the stage door
Waiting on my prize
So please Miss Lolita, don't make me burn my eyes

I've waited such a long time
I've waited such a long time, Please

Don't send me back to the cheap seats

Please Mistress Bacon, don't sell me to you son
Please Mistress Bacon, don't sell me to you son
He's been hanging 'round the cat flap
Waiting for someone
So please Mistress Bacon, don't sell me to you son

I wait such a long time
I wait such a long time, Please

Don't send me out for a bite to eat

Please

Please Mr. Policeman, don't tell me to move along
I've been waiting for years just to hear my song

I've waited such a long time
I've waited such a long time, Please

Don't send me back to the city streets

CRACK IN SMILE

How much can you ever give away?
Everything
How much can you really say?
Just say something
Is it best to be alone or in a league of nations Do it yourself, keep it at home or listen to left luggage accusations How big can you make it? It's such a little thing I know you can't forsake it To you it's everything... Now

Something in your eyes
Is calling out loud to the sky and the clouds and the sea
Hanging by a thread
The hopes of a life spent crawling and scraping nowhere
Well, you better not smile
'Cause I think that your face, it will crack

How many times can you look away
from the very thing?
How many times do you think that you can say
the same old things?
You wish upon a star...well
you will wish on anything
Yes wishing on a tinsel covered star
hanging by a fraying string...Now
Something has to break
How can you believe when they've forced you to thieve from yourself
something in your smile
you know you're amazing but so self-effacing...Yes
Well, you better not smile
'cause I think that your face, it will crack

I'm not gonna argue with you anymore
because it makes me wild
I'm not going to argue with you anymore
becasue you're like a little child
You'll say just you wait
I'll get you back...Just you wait
You know that you can't get away with that
Just you wait
This is civilized
You can't get away with that
Just you wait
I'll get you back

Something in your smile
was calling out loud to the sky and the clouds and the sea
Something in your face
You know you're amazing, at least you're not crazy...Yes
Well, what's it to you if this is the truth

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT

Here is a young man who lives around the corner
He has solutions to everything
And if you ask him he can tell you what your problem is
Of course you'll never understand him

Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?

Dancing in his bedroom
Waiting for the film crew
Takes pity on the world
They don't understand like he do

He's always telling stories
Trying to wax lyrical
He never likes to think of things as... physical

He saw a film about an intellectual visionary
A man who could inspire, A man who could change
He went to town to buy himself a dictionary
He held a meeting but nobody came

Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?

Dancing in his bedroom
Waiting for the film crew
Takes pity on the world
They don't understand like he do

He's always telling stories
Trying to wax lyrical
He never likes to think of things as... physical

Dancing in his bedroom
Waiting for the film crew
Takes pity on the world
They don't understand like he do

He's always telling stories
Trying to wax lyrical
He never likes to think of things as... physical

Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?

LINDY'S PARTY

Cold Streets, grey town
Early morning, no one around

Let's steal milk from a closed door
We won't drink it
But that's not what we do it for
Walking around like a runaway kite
These are the days of eternal nights

Say you were laughing at something
When I saw you first time
Such a model, what an actress
I must confess
I never thought that you'd be who you are, do what you do now

Cold streets, grey town
It's bound to get or bring you down

Lindy's party...Lindy's party
We talk about Doharty
Lindy's party

Hey you...Where you been lately
Nothing-ing around in stately style
Well your crew have changed
But they still hang on every word
They worship just the same

They worship just the same
Now you tell me I don't live in the real world
Say I will never understand
Well your hair's still red
You still got the same hands
Who told you you were a country girl
Who told you you were a country girl
Well I know who it was

Say why do you look like you're in pain
Why have your hands become how strange

Cold streets, grey town
It's bound to get or bring you down

But I remember the way you used to use your eyes
I remember your eyes and your thighs and
The jet black tights you wore underneath your long blue shirt
You bought secondhand to keep you dry on rainy nights
So who told you you were a country girl
Who told you you were a country girl
Star-crossed lovers headed for disaster
You took a lifetime on the morning after

Lindy's party...Lindy's party
We talk about Doharty
Lindy's party

Lindy's party...Lindy's party
We talk about Doharty
Lindy's party

Lindy's party

lyrics by tanner / music by the bolshoi

There is more to come...

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