9 lyrics

Tracks written by Lydon, Dias, Edmonds, McGeoch & Smith
Except* Dias, Edmonds, Lydon, McGeoch, Smith & Hague
Published by EMI 10 Music Ltd / MCA Music Ltd
© Virgin Records 1989
(information taken from record sleeve)

 

HAPPY

DISAPPOINTED

WARRIOR

U.S.L.S. 1

SAND CASTLES IN THE SNOW

WORRY

BRAVE NEW WORLD

LIKE THAT

SAME OLD STORY

ARMADA

 

HAPPY

All those oh
So trendy in their flapper and flair
Delinquent derelict
Four walls and a square
Never should you worry about society
The best things in this life are never free
Treat this whole world to a cavalry rout
And when you've had enough of go, go, go and get out

Is everybody happy
Well are you happy

Get a live-in lover
Never leave her alone
The lifestyle is impressive
And you've moved up a tone
Circulate in circles
Leave the centre at home
And happy is this hero
Never needing a throne

Is everybody happy
Well are you happy

We're having a party and everyone's welcome
And if you've got no friends I'm sure we'll invent some

It's things and then it's places
Not people and their faces
It's things and then it's places
Not people and their faces
And are you happy

Don't go near the water till you learn how to swim
The parodies and prophecies
Cataclysm
Probably a proverb
Like blood from a stone
And happy is this hero
Never needing a throne

Is everybody happy
Well are you happy

It's things and then it's places
Not people and their faces

 

DISAPPOINTED*

Promises
Promises
Old tired
Worn out second hand sentences
One thing
With you is certain
You're a really sad person
So sad

Disappointed a few people
When friendship reared its ugly head
Disappointed a few people
Well, isn't that what friends are for
What are friends for

You
You're just a really bad person
Who won't
You won't listen to anyone
No not you
With those half moon eyelids
Just babbling on
Your useless defences
So sad

Disappointed a few people
When friendship reared its ugly head
Disappointed a few people
Well, isn't that what friends are for
What are friends for

This erratic haphazard
Fluttering
This to-ing and fro-ing
Like a confused moth
The collusion
Illusion
And it's all ad infinitum
You're a really sad person
You're really so sad

Disappointed a few people
When friendship reared its ugly head
Disappointed a few people
Well, isn't that what friends are for
What are friends for

Fools and horses
Running their courses
And brow beaten down
Like dust on the ground
You cheat easily
Like sweet charity
And all of the bastards
The world despises
Springing surprises
In newer disguises
You cheat easily
Like all charity

 

WARRIOR

Fields they have eyes
Woods they have ears
Fish always sinks
Headfirst downward
Never dismount
I ride this tiger
Crosses are ladders
Leading to heaven

I’m a warrior
I take no prisoner

Keep the candle burning
Bright in the window
It's the only light
I'll see tonight
Beggars can't be choosers
Shrouds have no pockets
Some of us wake up
Others roll over

But not I
I’m a warrior

This is my land
I’m a warrior

This is my land
I’ll never surrender

I’m a warrior

This is my land

Hear this dog bark
Watch the trees sway
Keep the candle burning
Both night and day
Many invade
I take no quarter
This is my land
I'll never surrender

I’m a warrior

This is my land
I’ll never surrender

I’m a warrior
I’ll never surrender
I take no prisoner
I’m a warrior

I’m a warrior
I’m a warrior
These fields have eyes
These woods have ears

Many invade
But I take no quarter
This is my land

I’m a warrior
I’m a warrior

 

U.S.L.S. 1

USLS 1
USLS 1
USLS 1…

Moon shines bright, in the desert night
The other side, of a clear sunlight
The other side, of a character
Comes out to play, before the day

USLS 1
USLS 1
USLS 1…

The devil follows
Out his plans
And he’s making his work for those idle hands
And this neatly packaged bird has flown
This devil takes care of his own

USLS 1
USLS 1
USLS 1…

Clouds now greeting this aeroplane
As it’s tearing across the empty sky
With a bomb implanted in the luggage hold
This devil takes care of his own

USLS 1
USLS 1
USLS 1…

USLS 1
USLS 1
USLS 1…

 

SAND CASTLES IN THE SNOW

Madmen fry
This is bad for their health
In the midday sky
Everything has its appointed hour
Get down on their knees
Why should the devil have all the good tunes
But the sand won't freeze
Those that do you wrong will never forgive you

Deciding on decisions
Deciding on decisions
A war between the ears
Laughing like a madman
Laughing like a madman
Laughing at the madman

On the barren waste
With the mind of roadworks full of parked cars
You will decorate
An incident of original sin
With skull and bone
An accident of true distinction
Your final home
You spoke too quick
Now count the stars

Deciding on decisions
Deciding on decisions

Evaporation
Dehydration
An innocent of original sin
With this skull and bones
Dehydrating on the desert sands
Raised my height
Took an all time low
Took away a little part of me
Sand castles in the snow
And everything you knew
Has turned its back on you
Sand castles in the snow
Deciding on decisions
Deciding on decisions
Well I raised my heights
Took an all time low
I'm laughing at this madman
And all these things
You did and said
All these things
Running through my head
Laughing at the madman

Deciding on decisions

 

WORRY

No, don't you worry
Worry no more

Don't you worry
Worry no more
Well, don't you worry

Your own holocaust to wallow in
Exaggeration in story telling
Merely a statistic in this latitude

Don't you worry

These words are like bullets
They go straight to my head
And I grow on greed with the mother of invention

And if looks could kill
Say goodbye to population
Every crisis carries its own prices

Well, don't you worry
Worry no more
And I grow on greed with the mother of invention

Well, don't you worry

No more
No more

These words are like bullets
They go straight to my head

The fruits of life
Give me dysentery

These words are like bullets
They go straight to my head
Keep an ear to the ground
Only flesh is earthbound

Well, don't you worry
Worry, worry no more

No, don't you worry
Worry no more
Worry no more
No, don't you worry
No more…

 

BRAVE NEW WORLD

Diplomatic Washing machine
Climb down from cloud cuckoo land
Dish this dirt for senile convert
Clean living as in the adverts

And in this brave new world
Proud is the Philistine
And in this brave new world
Who needs the sun to shine

Dig this grave
Don't make no waves
Fairy tales and stagnant pools
You call this living
Well I call you fool
This ideal vision propped up on a stool

And in this brave new world
Proud is the Philistine
And in this brave new world
Who needs the sun to shine

Blank cheques
Prosperity
What do you want
What do you want from me
I'm ever so sorry
I'm ever so sorry
I can't help you
I can't even help me

And in this brave new world
Proud is the Philistine
And in this brave new world
Who needs the sun to shine

And proud is that mirror of mine

 

LIKE THAT

Talk talk talk talk talk...

Like that, she did not like that
She did not like that
She never will
Like that
She did not like that
She did not like that
She never will

Just like a woman

Bad boy you should not do that
You penny pincher from rags to riches
And it's a pity so inexpertly
You mixed your roses with your cabbages

Like that, she did not like that
She did not like that
She never will

Like that
She does not like that
She does not like that
Like that
She does not like that
She does not like that

Just like a woman
And every man

In human nature these snakes and ladders
The fairground noises are messages
Life would be dull and boring
Without the choices of passages

Just like those dancing dervish
We spin in circles we strike up poses

Like that
She did not like that
She did not like that
She never will

Just like a woman
And every man

Like that
She did not like that
She did not like that
She never will...

Combine those dreams and wishes
On standard clauses and marriages

Like that
She did not like that
She did not like that
She never will...

Just like a woman

Just like a woman
And every man

Like that
She did not like that
She did not like that
She never will...

 

SAME OLD STORY

Some people got: more kicks than halfpence
And cry for attention
Like cracks in the pavement
And all of this pointed
Like perfect TV
When you're sowing the wind
You reap the whirlwind

Who gets the mansions
We get the ruins
Same old story

Your flexible nature
Serving no purpose
Like a terrible artist
Using no shadow
And the king of the castle
Is pulling new shapes
Gilding the lilies
And all of them fakes

Typical tragic
Small house and small street
Narrow the outlook
Small minded complete
The emperor's new clothes
Get clearer and clearer
Dictate to the fingers
That tighten the trigger

And the king of the castle
Is pulling new shapes
Life is a poison
It begins at home
Pride is a trinket
A security blanket
You could tangle the spiders
On the webs that we weave

 

ARMADA

And I
I won't be stupid
State the obvious
Pleasant platitudes
Bad policies
Mega magnitude
Magnificent

And I
Would not be surprised
If next door's roses died
And I
Would not be overcome with grief
When
In the shadow's cast
The trees lose all their leaves

Two cheeks to the wind
Three sheets to set sail
Bow in the storm
We'll die in the water

My armada
Three sheets to set sail
Bow in the storm
We'll die in the water
Armada

And a head of wax
Should not walk in the sun
Pride goes before the fall
Let's make feathers fly
Two cheeks to the wind
Three sheets to set sail
Bow in the storm
We'll die on the water

My armada
Led to the slaughter
My armada
Nothing but murder

To conquer and blunder
Led to the slaughter
Nothing but murder

My armada

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