Lyrics

Kick & Shove Lyrics

We fell back in love

With a kick and a shove

 

She the truth

She the light

She the one who keeps you up all night

He the cuff

He the shiv

He the one who makes you want to live

 

And I doubt

You think about

That night when your mind fell out

It’s raining in your dreams

You’re slipping on the leaves and I say….

 

You’re looking like you’re not eating

You’re looking like I am feeling

 

Reclaim the streets

And your sense

Remember how we used to jump the fence?

Your sensible shoes

Still have a use

And I say….

 

You’re looking like you’re not eating

You’re looking like I am feeling

 

We fell back in love

With the kick and shove

We fell back in love

With the kick and the shove

 

Welcome to the party

It’s been going for 15 years

Streets full of kettles

But a fridge full of beer

You want the truth

But they want a fight

 

She the truth

She the light

She the one who gets you in bad fights

He the cuff

He the shiv

He take take, she just give give give give

 

You’re talking like you are feeling

You’re looking like you are healing

 

We fell back in love

With the kick and shove

We fell back in love

With the kick and the shove

 

Welcome to the party

It’s been going for 15 years

Streets full of kettles

But a fridge full of beer

You want the truth

Well don’t we all?

 

Welcome to the party

It’s been going for 15 years

Streets full of kettles

But a fridge full of beer

You want the truth

But they want a fight

 

Under heavy manners

 

 

They kept him in a box

And that was fine

Until he reached the age

The age of nine

And then he wanted out

 

Oh Mum, oh Dad, oh dear

The time has come

For you to release the fear

And make your son

One of the great unloved

 

You gotta have an opinion

If you’re talking to him

If you ain’t got an opinion

Well…

 

They take me to the hospital

Three times a day

The pills don’t work at all

But the coffee’s OK

I guess I’m getting on

 

Then they’ll send you on your way

Into a storm

That lasts for 50 days

Your sails are torn

And they can’t mend the holes

 

 

 

You gotta have an opinion

If you’re talking to him

If you ain’t got an opinion

He’ll give you one

I’m under heavy manners

Heavy manners for me

If you ain’t got an opinion

Don’t look at me

 

They keep me in this house

It’s nice and warm

The rain falls on my head

Through a hole in the lawn

While everyone else goes out

 

What they don’t tell you when you’re young

Is the time will come

To stand up and be a man

But there’s always one

Who never speaks he shouts

 

You gotta have an opinion

If you’re talking to him

If you ain’t got an opinion

He’ll give you one

You’re under heavy manners

Well ain’t we all

If you ain’t got an opinion

We’re genna fall

 

 

Retour à la Normale

She’s writing her life story

I appear in chapter 3

But it seems yeah it seems to we

She spends too much time in the library

All the thinking

All the talking

You cannot talk me round

All the drinking

All the fighting

All the troops have gone to ground

 

All the streets are one big gridlock

From the Thames to the banks of the Seine

I started out like Henry Miller

I’ve ended up like Solider Svejk

And I feel like

This is my petit mal

And I feel like

We’ve got to open up somehow

 

Cos we don’t talk any more remember

As we retour à la normale

Outside the factory gates in November

Got to open up somehow – I don’t wanna retour

 

The other chapters

They don’t matter

Let’s keep talking

You know you want to

 

Her features our my road maps

The quays are in her hands

‘68 showed me a way home

But now I’m lost and I don’t understand

All the talking

All the fighting

Come on and talk me round

Let’s do the talking

Let’s do the thinking

Got to open up somehow

 

I don’t wanna retour à la normale

 

On the motorway

 

Here we are in a car

We ran away from everybody

Down the motorway

Just like yesterday

Past the miners and their lorries

 

There was a man who thought he’d never really lived

You know he lived next door to me

Gave away everything he had to give

And swapped the tower blocks for trees

 

There is a girl who thinks that she will never die

She eats organic every day

She lives with the birds and the flowers and the sky

But she’s got nowhere left to play

 

So welcome home

If you don’t belong, welcome home

 

I am that man who thought that he could never live

Anywhere he wasn’t born

Now I know if you give me a bed of roses

I’ll always find the thorns

 

Come and sit with me

In the sanctity of hatred

And pretty soon you’ll see

It’s all one city

And nothing green is sacred

Waiting for the backlash (x 10000)

 

The Tide

 

There’s an island in the river

Where the willow trees grow
It was good enough for Cromwell, so it’s good enough for me
So there I’ll go

When the tide begins to rise
And the sharks are swimming round my door
I’ll find the tunnel, pull the lever
You won’t see me no more

 

There’s an island in the river
I ain’t been there for so long

(been swimming round in circles)
It don’t feel like home it’s overgrown

And everything feels wrong

(everything’s out of focus)

Cos from Eel Pie Island to the Isle of Dogs
They’re coming back again

(feels like we’re going under)
They’re wearing suits they bought a tie
But hate is still their game

 

They’ll lose all the same

 

I won’t live on an island

I’d rather drown

The barrier is open

Let’s flood this town

 

There’s an island in the river
Where the willow trees grow
It’s very good for hiding

When you’re too tired to fight the flow

But the time is not for hiding
The time is for finding your own name
Come swim with me against the tide
Cos I will not change

We’re one and the same

 

I won’t live on an island

I’d rather drown

The barrier is open

Let’s flood this town

 

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