A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Across The Playing Fields

Amelia

Are we still where we were?

As If

Bad Luck Charm

BEACH GIRLS 1918

Be Groovy Or Leave

Boxing Glove

Cloud Five

Drug Autumn

Edge Of August

EVER TO EXIST

Everything Is New Each Day

Footprints

Git

GoodNewsBadNews

Good Riddance To Bad Rubbish

Last Night

Not My Fault

NOW IS THEN

Pounds Shillings & Pence

She's So Hard

Snow White

SOMETHING SPRING

SUMMER SNOW

Taxi Fare

The Bad Days Will End

Three Sixty Degrees

TIME MACHINE

Tired and Emotional

Turn You Out Of Doors

Unkiss

Walking Around The World

Want

What Was It For?

When it Was Winter

Your Fingers and Mine

 

 

 

Taxi Fare

Sometimes I'll imagine its fine going back again
But you can never cross this road again
and we are just a taxi fare and then
I go down to her feet
I go down, going back again
And we are just a taxi fare and then
You can never cross this road again.

words by Tony Pankhurst

© 2001 the windmills

 

Unkiss

Teeth fall out one by one
Sometimes in twos and threes they come
Make a necklace string them on
Give it to someone

It feels as though the sky is falling on my head
I dunno perhaps it's something that you said

You're a secret most of all
And secondly: you're beautiful
Now you've ruined everything you idiot

It feels as though the sky is falling on my head
I dunno perhaps it's something that you said

Unkiss
Untouch
Undo what's done

Teeth fall out one by one
Sometimes in twos and threes they come

It feels as though the sky is falling on my head
I dunno perhaps it's something that you said

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2001 the windmills

 

Last Night

In the palm of my hand I forget all the plans I am leaving
In the back of my mind I forget all the guilt and the grieving
Couldn't get to sleep last night I was staring at the light
Coming through the ether to my town
In the back of beyond I forget all the days that are missing
At the end of the world I forget all the punching and kissing
Couldn't get to sleep last night I was staring at the light
Coming through the ether to my town

words by Tony Pankhurst

© 2000 the windmills


When It Was Winter

When it was the wintertime
Frosty winds made moan
Icy whispers show
I saw what you said

I don't care anymore

When it was the wintertime
I knew my way around
The sleepy seaside town
Because I'd been there before

I don't care anymore

When it was the wintertime
Frosty winds made moan
Icy whispers show
I saw what you said

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2001 the windmills

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Drug Autumn

It was the drug autumn so we took as many as we could get
It was the drug autumn you could taste the disappointment in the air

What I gave up was far more precious than what I gained
But by then it was already too late

It was the drug autumn so we took as many as we could get
Listening to Lou Reed records and never going out

What I gave up was far more precious than what I gained
But by then it was already too late

It was the drug autumn

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills

 

Pounds Shillings & Pence

He got out of bed
Put on his clothes and said
"I've got to get back to the world"
She laughed in his face
Said: "You're a disgrace
I don't want you in my world"

The moment was lost
He hitched himself to his cross
And everyone said "It's a shame
He's been all the way there
Now he's trying to get back
Trying to remember his own name"

The trees and the buildings
Were watching and listening
He was sure they were laughing at him
He swore at them
Or else ignored them
They just gnawed at his soul

He fell to his knees
Held on to the ground
Held on as hard as he could
But he lost his grip
And we all heard him sigh
As he fell up into the sky

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2001 the windmills

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She's So Hard

At the time it was easy to feel sure
that there was no-one I liked more
Now I try to feel that way again;
The way it was back then

She's so hard
Uptight screaming and bare fists punching
She's so hard
Get me out of here

Six days a week she barely speaks
She saves up her words, uses them like swords
There she is, being what she is
And what she is is what she is

She's so hard
Uptight screaming and bare fists punching
She's so hard
Get me out of here

At the time it was easy to feel sure
that there was no-one I liked more

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2001 the windmills

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Cloud Five

Heaven is in the sky
if you can get that high
But knowing what you know
And who you are
It's just too far

I know how this will go
I knew a little while ago
I know how this will go

I don't want to hurt you
I don't want to make you sad
I just want to hurt you
I just want to make you sad

I know how this will go
I knew a little while ago
I know how this will go

words by Roy Thirlwall and Tony Pankhurst

© 2001 the windmills

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Be Groovy Or Leave


"When you smile at the camera are you crying inside?
Excuse me for asking but I thought I could see it in your eyes"
Well I admire your perception in seeing what's hidden underneath
And you don't have to tell me I should be groovy or leave

It's not the hurt that happened then that does me in
More like the itch under the scar reminds me who you are

In any given situation the story is spelt out
You should know when you're not wanted make sense of the signals all around
In taking back the invitation that I was so happy to receive
It seems to me that you are saying I should be groovy or leave

It's not the hurt that happened then that does me in
More like the itch under the scar reminds me who you are
Forget the sucker punch you landed on my chin
It's just the itch under the scar reminds me who you are

Reminds me who you are

Well I can see your heart is broken because you wear it on your sleeve
And you don't have to tell me I should be groovy or leave

I should be groovy or leave

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2001 the windmills

 

Snow White

If you want to be happy down here you've got so much to learn
So much to lose and it's all got to go

When I was four foot four
You've got so much to lose and it's all got to go

In the olden days when the world was flat
You would walk to the edge but you always came back

When I was five foot two
You would walk to the edge but you always came back

Don't hold onto hope because dreams don't come true
You're alone in the sky that's what happens to you

When I was five foot ten
Alone in the sky

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills
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Good Riddance To Bad Rubbish


I had a forkful of food on the way to my mouth
When somebody said that you were getting out

Just to say: I never liked you much anyway
Disappear
It's so much better when you're not here

Can it really be true?
Or were they putting me on?
Did I drive you away?
Or were you already gone?

Just to say: I never liked you much anyway
Disappear
It's so much better when you're not here

Stop all the silence
This manufactured despair
Your eloquent glances
From a comfortable chair

Qu est ce que c'est?
I never liked you much anyway
Disappear
It's so much better when you're not here

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills

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Everything Is New Each Day

Something strange is going on
I fall in love with everyone
And everything I see looks good

Everything is new each day

It's changed from how it was before
I had my doubts but now I'm sure
I don't know why but I know what for

Everything is new each day

Something strange is going on
I fall in love with everyone
And everything I see looks good

Everything is new each day

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills

Want

When I first met you there was nothing I could do
Your love is for everyone
I think you do it just for fun
You take it lying down
You take it in a chair
You take it in the air
Can't take you anywhere

You take it

When I first met you there was nothing I could do or say
I watched you from afar
You were like a little star
You take it
Let's face it
You take it

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills

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Edge Of August

The burden of summer is lifting
Like the ending of teen joy
I set my sight on a point in the future
I'm still waiting for that day

Every tired day that goes by
Puts me further in the distance

The burden of summer is lifting
Still I'll miss you when you're gone
But I can't feel like that until you've left me
It's hopeless and so wrong

Several miles away an ant sighs
Disturbing the silence between us

I reserve the right to withhold my affection
No correspondence will be entered into

Several miles away an ant sighs
Disturbing the silence between us

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills

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Git

Hey look over there
Someone I could care about
She runs her hands through her hair
She's dressed in white
She's got a white coat on

She says to me
"Hey little boy would you like to come for a ride?
I've got some very nice sweets
I'm sure they're your favourite ones"

Well I jumped on the fire
But I wouldn't burn
I suppose I'm not made of wood
Although you'd think that I would

What are we going to do?

Now look over there
Somebody who I don't like
I think I'll go and punch him on the nose
See what he does about that

He says
"I'm bigger than you
I wouldn't do that if I were you"

He put me on the fire
But I wouldn't burn

What are we going to do?

Oh lovely pussy
Oh pussy my love
What a beautiful pussy you are
Beautiful pussy you are

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills

 

GoodNewsBadNews

I threw some dirt at your window
But nobody showed
I waited around for a while
And then I went home
And the good news is: there's no bad news

I was going off my head
In my room by the sea
So I flew out to here
To tell you about it
And the bad news is: there's no good news

Any way you add it up it comes to the same thing
Any way you add it up

I've got some good news
I've got some bad news
I've got some good news
Goodnewsbadnews

Any way you add it up it comes to the same thing
Any way you add it up

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills

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Bad Luck Charm

The sky turns to cloud
So I know you'll be here soon
You arrive with a frown
And everything goes out of tune

You're my bad luck charm
You do me harm

No-one wants to know
They see you coming then they go
Flowers die when you walk by
It gets worse the more you try

You're my bad luck charm
You do me harm

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills
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The Bad Days Will End

Truth and illusion, who knows the difference?
Eight out of ten who expressed a preference have bought the lie
You sit on the outside watch the world spinning
The latest reports say the bad guys are winning and they're after you

Sooner or later the bad days will end
One way or another the bad days will end

Today is not as good as yesterday
Which I hated anyway
I feel confused I'm losing touch
With everything that I used to love
But I won't lose heart because

Sooner or later the bad days will end
One way or another the bad days will end

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills

 

Three Sixty Degrees

I got these thoughts in my head
They're like fish in the sea
All the things that I said
You know it wasn't me
Wasn't me
Was the fish in the sea

I was swimming along and this question arose
My mouth starts to open
My eyes start to close
Start to close
Question arose

She sees three sixty degrees
Wrote her name in my skin and said "do anything"
If her love isn't true well it's good enough for you


Well she went to a place
And now that's where she's from
All the things that were here
She made them all gone
Made them gone
Back where she's from

What do you do when your heart
starts to burst through your head ?
Try wearing a hat
was all that she said
All she said
Burst through my head

She sees three sixty degrees
Wrote her name in my skin and said "do anything"
If her love isn't true well it's good enough for you

I wanna know what she does
And who she does it all for
But that's no concern of mine anymore
No concern
No concern

And I wouldn't have had it any other way
And I'm not all that sad
But I'm sad anyway
Anyway
Any other way

She sees three sixty degrees
Wrote her name in my skin and said "do anything"
If her love isn't true well it's good enough for you

words by Tony Pankhurst and Roy Thirlwall

© 2000 the windmills

 

As If

Gotta give it up
A fat lot of good its doing me
As if I could
Its doing me in
Gotta give it up
I'm sick of the sight of you and me
Turn off the light
Its doing me in
Gotta give it up

words by Tony Pankhurst

© 2000 the windmills

 

Tired and Emotional

I've been drinking for a while
Guess I lost my sense of style
Quite a while ago
Tired and emotional

Well I wandered in this bar
Around about half past four
That was quite a while ago
Tired and emotional

I've been looking at the past
Through the bottom of my glass
Quite a while ago
Tired and emotional

words by Tony Pankhurst

© 2000 the windmills

 

Boxing Glove

I screw myself up into a ball
And mess up my eyes on the light in the hall
Where real and imagined was nothing at all

I looked at her face and said tell me the worst
And counted her words from the last to the first
I was running so fast that my lungs nearly burst

I got to the station and climbed on a train
And when it was moving I got off again

I kiss your boxing glove
swaying from the punches of your love


She breathes in her sleep and I hope its my name

She opens my hand and she gives me a word
The tiniest sound I ever had heard
She could have said something I might have preferred

We talk for a while and it starts to get light
There's a couple of things I've just got to get right
So I walk with her until she's out of sight
screw myself up into a ball

I kiss your boxing glove
swaying from the punches of your love

words by Tony Pankhurst and Roy Thirlwall

© 2001 the windmills

 

 

Turn You Out Of Doors

Turn you outt of doors
Tenant desire
You pay no rent
I turn you out of doors
All my best rooms are yours
the brain and heart depart

I turn you out of doors
Switch off the light
Throw water on the fire
I turn you out of doors
Stubborn desire

 

 

Are we still where we were?

Giving me cupboard love
Hanging me out to dry
Giving me nothing much
As I paint my little corner
Of the sky

Are we still where we were?

A spear of light spins through a crack
In the curtains
And in your winter coat
And in your summer shoes
We took the bicycles out
Down to the sea
The clouds were burning there

Are we still where we were?

words by Tony Pankhurst

© 2001 the windmills

 

Not My Fault

When she goes home
I watch a film
It sends me off to sleep
I dream that you and me
Are walking in this film
It starts to snow
We know we can't
Be what we want
And so we cry
Cry all day

Then I start to see
The world was born
And I was thrown into it
Its not my fault
I try, but I am in the wrong time
And the wrong place
And there's no trace
Of me at all
No footprints in the snow
Where'd I go?


words by Tony Pankhurst

© 2000 the windmills

 

Amelia

Amelia
Tell you something
Dreams don't always come true
But I know
Someplace somewhere
Someone lies waiting for you

Amelia
Don't throw your reckless dreams away
You're gonna need them
One of these days
Your beauty leaves me shaking
But I know what lies beneath

words by Dan Pankhurst

© 2002 the windmills

 

What Was It For?

I put my foot in it again
Said the wrong thing
Its always happening

I tried a thousand times
And then a thousand more
What was it for?

You say I ruin everything
But I'm not here
To ease your suffering

I tried a thousand times
And then a thousand more
What was it for?
What was it for?
What was it for?

I put my foot in it again
Said the wrong thing
Its all we talk about

I tried a thousand times
And then a thousand more
What was it for?

words by Tony Pankhurst

© 2002 the windmills

 

Walking Around The World

I walk a line
Of my own design
Its a beautiful line
And its mine
From here to there
To there through her
Back to me
Walking around the world

People in the way
With things to say
They cause me to stray
But I like it that way
All the roads seem to lead to me
What a funny place to be
All the roads seem to lead to me
What a funny place to be
Walking around the world

Now I'm feeling my way
Along the street
I'm off to the place
Where we plan to meet
I turn the corner
And there you are
What a shame to find you standing there
What a shame to find you standing there
Waiting for me
Walking around the world

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2002 the windmills

 

 

 

 

EVER TO EXIST

Send the rain back to the clouds
Unhappiness is not allowed
In case you didn't know I'll tell you this:
You are the most delicate, beautiful, innocent human being ever to exist

Delicate, beautiful, innocent, elegant human being ever to exist

Can't you tell? yes, it's true
Everyone's in love with you
You're number one on everybody's list
You are the most delicate, beautiful, innocent human being ever to exist

Here are your eyes for looking through
All of the colours that we made for you
Colours that we made for you
Here are your eyes for looking through

You are the most delicate, beautiful, innocent human being ever to exist

 

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2003 the windmills

 

BEACH GIRLS 1918

Here comes Lady Jane
Come to break my heart again
She's just a picture in my mind
Her daddy was a thief
He stole the stars out of the sky
Then he put them in her eyes

Kisses never end
A heightened state of sense
The smell of white musk on her skin
Watch her get undressed
That's what I like the best
The water's warm and we jump straight in

And then she's gone
Only joking all along
A smile
A sigh
Then say "goodbye"

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2003 the windmills

 

NOW IS THEN

I've gone away
Which means I'm not here
I've gone away
I'm nowhere near
Time speeding up
There's never enough
Begin to be forgot
The moment it stops

Nothing between himself and heaven

I've gone away
Which means I'm not here
I've gone away
I'm nowhere near
When now is then
Everlastingly gone
I'll still be here
Singing this song

Nothing between himself and heaven
This world and the next one

 

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2003 the windmills

 

 

SOMETHING SPRING

Count the raindrops with your eyes shut
Hold your breath and wait for love

Something spring suggested
Something the air said
Stung me like an insect

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2003 the windmills

 

 

SUMMER SNOW

Summer snow: something cold in my heart
Summer: slow suicide of my soul

For reasons I would rather not go into
I don't want to see you
Don't ask why
Half of what I feel is filled with hatred
The rest is too complicated
I can't explain

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2003 the windmills

 

TIME MACHINE

I went to the supermarket
So many lovely things to buy
Gave my money to the lady
Checked my change and said "goodbye"

Next day/morning you will realise today is yesterday in disguise

Later at the beauty contest
Congratulations don't apply
Although I was the only entrant
I still won the second prize

Next day/morning you will realise today is yesterday in disguise

To really see you
To really understand
To really know

I am stranded in the future
Far from where I'd like to be
Of course I can't ever get back there
I haven't got a time machine

words by Roy Thirlwall

© 2003 the windmills

 

Footprints

I'm coming for my footsteps
Which I left upon your floor
So please collect your fingerprints
They're all over my door
I'm tired of being footstepless
I need to walk some more

Hello Hello Hello
Its me again
Can't you see its just me?

Your finger prints are waiting
for collection in the hall
I wiped them from the doorway
And catalogued them all
So give me back my footsteps
The footsteps on your wall

Hello Hello Hello
Its me again
Can't you see its just me?

words by Tony Pankhurst and Roy Thirlwall

© 2003 the windmills

 

Your Fingers and Mine

The chimneys talk their foreign smoke
And I try not to listen
They carpet this with hopeless forms
And I am on the shore again

If I draw a line
Between your fingers and mine
How many seas would it cross tonight?

The air has surface tension now
And I could glide upon it
Sitting in an upturned boat
Waiting for this adventure to begin
But it never does
And it never will

If I draw a line
Between your fingers and mine
How many fields would it cross tonight?

How many seas would it cross tonight?

How many streets would it cross tonight?

words by Tony Pankhurst

© 2003 the windmills

 

Across The Playing Fields

I was getting nowhere
As we headed somewhere
Across the playing fields
It was hard to listen
And the double vision
Made it harder still

And its so confusing
Cos I know I'm losing
Even when I win
And its not amusing
If I know I'm losing
And I see you grin

But if you go
It would be fantastic
Would be fantastic
It would be fantastic
If you would go

And the day is sadly
Going very badly
Its a total sham
And I say I'm listening
But there's something missing
Don't know where I am

But if you go
It would be fantastic
Would be fantastic
It would be fantastic
If you would go

But if you go...

 

words by Tony Pankhurst

© 2003 the windmills