Hotel Hobbies

Just For The Record

Many's the time I've been thinking about changing my ways But when it gets right down to it it's the same drunken haze I'm serving out a sentence to write lifes sentences It's only when I'm out of it I make sense of this Just for the record I'm gonna put it down Just for the record I'm gonna change my life around Just a revolutionary with a pseudonym Just a barroom dancer on my final fling Just another writer paying off my dues Just finding inspiration well that's my excuse Just for the record I'm gonna put it down Just for the record I'm gonna change my life around Just another empty gesture with an empty glass Just another comic actor behind a tragic mask, But I've got no discipline got no self control It's just a little less painful here when my back's against the wall It's too late, it's too far, I'm in two minds and both of them are out of it at the bar When you say I've got a problem that's a certainty But I put it all right down to eccentricity It's just for the record it's just a passing phase Just for the record I can stop any day (Marquee Club, London) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK]

White Russian

Where do we go from here They're boarding up the synagogues uzis on a street corner You can't take a photograph of uzis on a street corner the DJ resigned today they wouldn't let him have his say a surface scratched where the needles play uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here Terror on the Rue de St. Denis, murder on the peripherie Someone else in someone else's pocket, Christ knows I don't know how to stop it Lay poppies at the Cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh, I heard in on the telegraph there's uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here The more I see the more I hear the more I find the fewer answers I close my mind, I shut it out but you know its getting harder to calm down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it's all about I'm uptight, can't sleep at night, I can't pretend everything's alright. My ideals my sanity, they seem to be deserting me but to stand up and fight I know we have six million reasons They're buring down the synagogues uzis on a street corner the heralds of the holocaust uzis on a street corner The silence never louder than now, how quickly we forgot our vows, this resurrection we can't allow, the uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here We buy fresh bagels from the corner store Where swastikas are spat from aerosols I sit in the bar sipping iced white russians trying to score but nobody's pushing and everyone looks at everyone's faces searching for signs and praying for traces of a conscience in residence, are we sitting on a barbed wire fence, chasing the clouds home We place our faith in human rights In the paper wars that tie the redtape tight I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy In the gulags and internment camps nameless faces in frozen ranks I know that they would rather be standing here besides me chasing the clouds home We place our faith in human rights In the paper wars that tie the redtape tight I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy In the gulags and internment camps nameless faces in frozen ranks I know that they would rather be standing here besides me chasing the clouds home racing the clouds home You can shut your eyes, you can hide away it's gonna come back another day racing the clouds home But where do we go from here (Hilton, Vienna) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK]

Incommunicado

I'd be really pleased to meet you if I could remember your name But I got problems with my memory ever since I got a winner in the fame game I'm a citizen of Legoland travellin Incommunicado and I don't give a damn for the Fleet Street afficionados But I don't want to be the backpage interview I don't want launderette anonymity I want my handprints in the concrete on Sunset Boulevard a dummy in Tussauds you'll se Incommunicado I'm a Marquee veteran, a muti-media bonafide celebrity I've got an allergy to Perrier, daylight and responsibility I'm a rootin-tootin cowboy a Peter Pan with street credibility always making the point with the dawn patrol fraternity Sometimes it seems like I've been here before when I hear opportunity kicking in my door call it synchronicity call it Deja Vu I just put my faith in destiny- it's the way that I choose But I don't want to be a tin can tied to the bumper of a wedding limousine, or currently residing in the where are the now file a toupee on the cabaret scene I want to do adverts for American Express cards and talk shows on prime time t.v., a villa in France my own cocktail bar and that's where you're gonna find me incommunicado Sometimes it seems like I've been here before When I hear opportunity kicking in my door Call it synchronicity call it deja vu I just put my faith in destiny it's the way that I choose- incommunicado (Rainbow Room, LA; St. Moritz Club London) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK]

Torch Song

Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks to burn a little brighter now. It was something about roman canddles fizzin out, shine a little light on me now, I found a strange fascination with a liquid fixation alcohol can thrill me now It's getting late in the game to show any pride or shame I just burn a little brighter now Doctor says my liver looks like leaving with my lover, I need another time out now, Like any sort of hero turnin down to zero still standing out in any crowd Pulling seventeen with experience and dreams, sweating out a happy hour, Where you're hiding 29 you know it ain't a crime to burn a little brighter now, burn a little brighter now Dr. Finlay: And my advice is if you maintain this lifestyle you won't reach 30. Torch: it's a romantic way to go really, part of the heritage. It's your round in'it We burn a little brighter now Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks to burn a little brighter now It was something about roman canddles fizzin out, shine a little light on me now, I found a strange fascination with a liquid fization, alcohol thrill me now It's getting late in the game to show any pride or shame We burn a little brighter now, burn a little brighter now (Virgin Airways, 747- Newark-Heathrow) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK]