Clips 1982

Welcome
In lucy’s bar
Hey you gentlemen over there
Come on closer
See me play
The sensational game
It’s the only thing I’ve got in my life
And I play it every day
And, well, believe it or not,
It’s just... pinball
And for me it’s
Claro que si
Claro que si

Come, come close to me
I tell you man you will see
I’m like happy tree
Come close and then you will see

Every ball for me’s another game
For you this always looks the same
Every ball for me’s another game
For you this always looks the same

Hey you, man you watch me
Might be right I am a fool
But man why don’t you tell me
If you know a better tool

All the gates are lit
This is very good for me
It’s like a kiss
Watch out man and you will see
Now all lights are on
Believe me man that I have won
I know for you this doesn’t look a lot
For me this is the only thing I got

I really couldn’t care less
If you take me a for a fool
I know you couldn’t show me
Any better tool

Oy oy oy
I like my toy
Claro que si
Is yes for sure
Oy oy oy
I like my toy
A knack inside
I win another game
I press the button and it’s not the same

Looking from a window above it's like a story of love
Can you hear me
Came back only yesterday I'm moving further away
Want you near me

Chorus
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you

Sometimes when I think of her name when it's only a game
And I need you
Listen to the words that you say it's getting harder to stay
When I see you

Chorus x 2

This is going to take a long time and I wonder what's mine
Can't take no more
Wonder if you'll understand it's just the touch of your hand
Behind a closed door

Chorus


YAZOO est un groupe britannique de techno-pop créé en 1981 à Basildon en Angleterre par ALISON MOYET (chant, née le 18/06/1961 à Basildon) et VINCENT CLARKE (claviers, né le 03/07/1960 à Woodford, ex-DEPECHE MODE).
Leur plus gros hit restera "DON'T GO" (n°2 en Suisse, n°3 en Grande Bretagne, n°4 en Allemagne et Irlande, n°5 en Suède, n°6 en Autriche, n°9 en Afrique du Sud et n°29 en Italie).
Aux USA, le groupe porte le nom de YAZ. Split de YAZOO en 1983. ALISON se destine au solo alors que VINCENT montera THE ASSEMBLY, puis ERASURE avec ANDY BELL en 1985.

Save us from the ball and chain,
Save us from the ball and chain,
Save us from the ball and chain,
oh yeah,
The diggers and the tower cranes,
The diggers and the tower cranes.
Don't want demolition,
Don't want your compensation,
It's not just bricks and mortar,
We are lambs to slaughter.
Save us from the ball and chain,
Save us from the ball and chain,
Save us from the ball and chain,
oh yeah,
The diggers and the tower cranes,
The diggers and the tower cranes.
Must we live in fear,
From those who shed no tears?
Our one and only shelter,
Your games, your helter skelter.
Motorways and office blocks,
They're standing on the spot
Where stood a home,
Crushing on the memories of people,
Who have since turned to stone.
(Ahh)
They've turned to stone,
(Ahh)
They've turned to stone.
Save us from the ball and chain,
Save us from the ball and chain,
Save us from the ball and chain,
oh yeah,
The diggers and the tower cranes,
The diggers and the tower cranes.

Hey, hey,
The clouds are whey.
Theres straw for the donkeys,
And the innocents can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.

My, my,
Sun is pie.
Theres fodder for the cannons,
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.

And all the world is football-shaped
Its just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure
And the church bells softly chime.

Hey hey,
Night fights day.
Theres food for the thinkers,
And the innocents can all live slowly,
All live slowly.
My, my,
The sky will cry
Jewels for the thirsty,
And the guilty ones can all die slowly ,
All die slowly.

And all the world is biscuit-shaped,
Its just for me to feed my face,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference,
tween a lemon and a lime,
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime,

And birds might fall from black skies,
And bullies might give you black eyes,
But to me its very, very beautiful
(englands glory!)
Beautiful
(a striking beauty!)

And all the world is football-shaped,
Its just for me to kick in space,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to tell the difference
tween the goods and grime
Turds and treasure
And theres one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime.

So wild, standing there, with her hands in her hair
I cant help remember just where she touched me
Theres still no face here in her place
So cool, she was like jazz on a summers day
Music, high and sweet, then she just blew away
Now she cant be that warm with the wind in her arms

Valerie, call on me-call on me, valerie
Come and see me-Im the same boy I used to be

Love songs fill the night, but they dont tell it all
Not how lovers cry out just like theyre dying
Her cries hang there in time somewhere
Someday, some good wind may blow her back to me
Some night I may hear her like she used to be
No it cant be that warm with the wind in her arms

So cool, she was like jazz on a summers day
Music, high and sweet, then she just blew away
Dont tell me youre warm with the wind in your arms

Here's to gamblers
Who hold to the game
Through the hard times
They don't lose their aim
And they hope for time on their side
And they keep a ticket to ride

They keep watching for signs in the land
They keep watching for signs in the land
And they stand there watching the sky
And they stand there ready to fly

Here's to never letting go
Though sometimes it does get lonely

I still walk out in the morning light
Just to see what is there
I hear music in silent nights
Searching I find a reason to care
One heart moving still the same
Still in the game

Here's to lovers who reach for it all
Never matching the rise with the fall
And they just can't leave it alone
And they want it all till it's gone
Here's to players who can't leave their song
And it haunts them
Their night is so long
'Cause there's music there in their mind
From a world they're trying to find

Here's to never letting go
Though sometimes it does get lonely

MARI WILSON est une chanteuse anglaise de new-pop et de northern-soul née MARI MAC MILLAN RAMSEY le 29/09/1957 à Londres. Son groupe MARIONETTES est composé de 12 musiciens. Elle se produit ensuite en solo. Les WILSATIONS qui l'accompagnent comporte la chanteuse JULIA FORDHAM comme membre.
Son plus gros hit restera "JUST WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED" (n°8 en GB en octobre 1982 et n°11 en Irlande), extirpé de son 1er LP "SHOWPEOPLE" de 1983 produit par TONY MANSFIELD (CAPTAIN SENSIBLE, MIGUEL BOSE), le leader de NEW MUSIK.
En décembre 2002, elle épouse le producteur de séries TV, MAL YOUNG. A ne pas confondre avec la chanteuse australienne MARIE WILSON, ni avec MARY WILSON des SUPREMES ou MERI WILSON, auteur du hit "TELEPHONE MAN" en 1977.

I dont know where Im going
But, I sure know where Ive been
Hanging on the promises
In songs of yesterday
An Ive made up my mind,
I aint wasting no more time
But, here I go again
Here I go again

Tho I keep searching for an answer,
I never seem to find what Im looking for
Oh lord, I pray
You give me strength to carry on,
cos I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams

An here I go again on my own
Goin down the only road Ive ever known,
Like a hobo* I was born to walk alone
An Ive made up my mind
I aint wasting no more time

Im just another heart in need of rescue,
Waiting on loves sweet charity
An Im gonna hold on
For the rest of my days,
cos I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams

An here I go again on my own
Goin down the only road Ive ever known,
Like a hobo* I was born to walk alone
An Ive made up my mind
I aint wasting no more time

But, here I go again,
Here I go again,
Here I go again,
Here I go...

An Ive made up my mind,
I aint wasting no more time

An here I go again on my own
Goin down the only road Ive ever known,
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone
cos I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams

An here I go again on my own
Goin down the only road Ive ever known,
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone
An Ive made up my mind
I aint wasting no more time...

But, here I go again,
Here I go again,
Here I go again,
Here I go,
Here I go again...