Squeeze In Concert

# The Indians send signals

# From the rocks above the pass

# The cowboys take position

# In the bushes and the grass

# The squaw is with the corporal

# She is tied against the tree

# She doesn't mind the language

# It's the beating she don't need

# She lets loose all the horses

# When the corporal is asleep

# And he wakes to find the fire's dead

# And arrows in his hats

# And Davy Crockett rides around

# And says it's cool for cats

# It's cool for cats

# The Sweeney's doing 90

# Cos they've got the word to go

# To get a gang of villains

# In a shed up at Heathrow

# They're counting out the fivers

# When the handcuffs lock again

# They're in and out of Wandsworth

# With the numbers on their names

# It's funny how their missus

# Always looks the bleeding same

# And meanwhile at the station

# There's a couple of likely lads

# Who swear like how's your father

# They're very cool for cats

# They're cool for cats

# To change the mood a little

# I've been posing down the pub

# On seeing my reflection

# I'm looking slightly rough

# I fancy this, I fancy that

# I want to be so flash

# I give a little muscle

# Spend a little cash

# But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash

# And by the time I'm sober

# I've forgotten what I've had

# And everybody tells me that it's cool to be a cat

# It's cool for cats

# Shake up at the disco

# And I think I've got a pull

# I ask her lots of questions

# And she hangs on to the wall

# I kiss her for the first time

# And then I take her home

# I'm invited in for coffee

# And I give the dog a bone

# She says she loves her discos

# She's always on her own

# I said I'll see you later

# I'll give her some old chat

# But it's not like that on the TV when it's cool for cats

# It's cool for cats. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Good evening.

This can't go on.

We can't go on meeting like this.

I'd like to welcome viewers to BBC Two,

to the Regal Theatre here in Hitchin...

CHEERING

..where we've got an extremely noisy lot of people

and they're being extremely noisy quite rightly

because for the next 40 minutes,

you're going to be entertained to one of the finest groups in the country - Squeeze!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

# I've returned

# I've returned

# I've returned

# Last night I played the drunken fiddle

# Disabled love with a word of dribble

# On and on about some jumbled subject

# I said your friends were a bunch of Muppets

# I said your sister should have grown a moustache

# Said you didn't need to take off your mask

# Down the staircase I made my stagger

# I left you crying but it didn't matter

# So I sat inside my car in wonder

# A headache in my head like the thunder

# I chewed my nails like a guilty victim

# I couldn't see or feel the night or nothing

# I wanted to explain but all so desperate

# Love was like it was some investment

# Then I don't remember who said what when

# On a scrap of paper I placed my pen

# When I woke up in the morning

# Beside you in the bed

# My mouth was full of nothing

# My arms around your head

# And I don't know how I got there

# But I didn't want to check

# Now back between each other

# We're salvaging our wreck

# Now I've returned

# Oh-oh

# You've thrown my jigsaw all over the floor

# We're at the deepest deep

# Oh

# I thought our love had died forever

# But it just went to sleep

# I've returned

# I've returned

# I've returned

# I've returned. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thank you very much, this is Another Nail In My Heart.

# The case was pulled from under the bed

# She made a call to a sympathetic friend

# And made arrangements

# The door was closed

# There was a note

# I couldn't be bothered

# Maybe I'll choke

# No more engagements

# With where-have-you-beens

# And faraway frowns

# Trying to be good

# By not being around

# And here in the bar

# The piano man's found

# Another nail for my heart

# And here in the bar

# The piano man's found

# Another nail for my heart

# That stupid old bug

# That kills only love

# I want to be good

# Is that not enough?

# So play me the song

# That makes it so tough

# Another nail for my heart

# Then play me that song

# That makes it so tough

# Another nail for my heart

# I had excuses those little boy lies

# That she computed by watching my eyes

# And told me firmly

# She couldn't stand it

# I'm bad on her heart

# She dropped her make-up and I found a bar

# Now it concerns me

# I've had a bad time

# Now love is resigned

# I've been such a fool

# I've loved and goodbyed

# And here in the bar

# The piano man's found

# Another nail for my heart

# And here in the bar

# The piano man's found

# Another nail for my heart

# And here in the bar

# The piano man's found

# Another nail for my heart

# And here in the bar

# The piano man's found

# Another nail for my heart

# And here in the bar

# The piano man's found

# Another nail for my heart. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thanks very much!

Ta.

All right, we're going to do a new song now.

Written last Monday, rehearsed on Saturday and played for you tonight. It's called Annie Get Your Gun.

# She goes for her medical

# She's passed, it's a miracle

# She's up over the moon

# She whistles nonsense tunes

# She wants drinks for everyone

# She's found a chord that she can strum

# Emotions leaking out

# Her paint's all over town

# What's that she's playing?

# Annie, get your gun

# What's that she's taking?

# This song has to be sung

# She's gone electric

# Annie, wipe them out

# That's unexpected

# Strum that thing and shout

# Don't pull that trigger

# Annie, get your gun

# Don't shoot that singer

# You're shooting number one

# Number one

# He's not into miracles

# Sees life all too cynical

# The cat has got his tongue

# Now she bangs on his drum

# He says pull the other one

# Bells ring

# Look what you have done

# Emotions leaking out

# Her paint's all over town

# What's that she's playing?

# Annie, get your gun

# What's that she's taking?

# This song has to be sung

# She's gone electric

# Annie, wipe them out

# That's unexpected

# Strum that thing and shout

# Don't pull that trigger

# Annie, get your gun

# Don't shoot that singer

# You're shooting number one

# What's that she's playing?

# Annie, get your gun

# What's that she's taking?

# Annie, get your gun

# She's gone electric

# Annie, get your gun

# That's unexpected

# Annie, get your gun

# Don't pull that trigger

# Annie, get your gun

# Don't shoot that singer

# Annie, Annie, Annie, Annie. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thank you very much.

# I got nosy and I read her letters

# I read her diary

# It's the same story and nothing better

# The words remind me of someone else's heart

# That's gone and left a mark

# And her pop music plays

# On local radio

# There's people on the street but no-one that I know

# And like my heart is now

# I know not where they go

# Same words

# Different meanings

# Same heart

# Different feeling

# So much for him

# So much for her

# Cos that's past

# Now I know about that someone else's heart

# Now I know about that someone else's heart

# She got nosy and read my letters too

# And my notebook

# Surprised to find that love is not so new

# So we both took someone else's heart

# And walked it through the dark

# A feeling so rich

# I turn around to laugh

# We had both indulged

# In each other's past

# To find out that our love was true enough to last

# Same words

# Different meanings

# Same hearts

# Different feeling

# So much for him

# So much for her

# Cos that's past

# Now I know about that someone else's heart

# Now I know about that someone else's heart

# Someone else's heart

# Now I know about that

-# Someone else's heart

-Someone else's heart

# Someone else's heart

# Now I know about that

-# Someone else's heart

-Someone else's heart

# Someone else's heart

# Now I know about that

-# Someone else's heart

-Someone else's heart

# Someone else's heart

# Now I know about that

-# Someone else's heart

-Someone else's heart. #

APPLAUSE

# I'm impossible

# She's exciting

# Bound together with joined-up writing

# In the church I heard a bell ring

# In a bar I heard a girl sing

# She sings solo

# I see double

# Moments vanish

# Her love so subtle

# I went home

# It's not surprising

# Words were few

# And realising

# I was deep in my points of view

# So interested to talk to you

# Talk to you

# Talk to you

# Talk to you

# Talk to you

# She's romantic and I'm selected

# Glances swapped and thoughts collected

# By her song

# It's not her singing

# Words were few

# The bell was ringing

# On the table my cards are shuffled

# Words take time to get so muddled

# I'm off home

# I'm shy but eager

# Tomorrow comes

# I hope to see her

# On the stage with her velvet voice

# Though some would say that it's just a noise

# Just a noise

# Just a noise

# Just a noise

# Just a noise

# I bit off more than I can chew

# So interested in my points of view

# Trial and jury

# Swear on the Bible

# I'm too drunk and unreliable

# I'm too drunk for conversation

# Though I wait for invitation

# She's excellent and I'm uninvited

# 15 rounds this love I've fighted

# I'll walk home and curse the heavens

# Lost on points

# My heart was flattened

# Maybe she had other things to do

# And didn't want any points of view

# Points of view

# Points of view

# Points of view

# Points of view

# Oh, maybe she had other things to do

# And didn't want any points of view. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thanks very much.

This is Piccadilly.

# She's not a picture above somebody's fire

# She sits in a towel with a purple hairdryer

# She waits to get even with me

# She hooks up her cupcakes and puts on a jumper

# Explains that she'll be late to a worrying mother

# She meets me in Piccadilly

# A begging folk singer stands tall by the entrance

# His song relays worlds of most good intentions

# A 5p, a 10p

# In his hat for collection

# She talks about office and she talks about dresses

# She's seen one she fancies

# Her smile is impressing

# So maybe I'll treat her someday

# We queue among strangers and strange conversation

# Love's on the lips of all forms of engagements

# All queuing to see tonight's play

# A man behind me talks to his young lady

# He's happy that she is expecting his baby

# His wife won't be pleased

# But she's not been round lately

# The play was so dreadful we left in a hurry

# We escaped in the rain for an Indian curry

# At the candlelit Taj Mahal

# My lips to a napkin

# I called for a taxi

# The invite of eyes made it tense but relaxed me

# My mind took a devious stroll

# The cab took us home through a night I'd not noticed

# The neon club lights of adult films and Trini Lopez

# My arm around her

# But my acting was her best

# We crept like two thieves from the kettle to the fire

# We kissed to the sound of the silence that we'd hired

# Now captured

# Your love in my arms

# A door opened slightly

# A voice spoke in worry

# Mum went to bed without wind of the curry

# Our secret love made its advance

# Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple

# Loose change in my pocket

# It started to rattle

# A heart like a gun was just half of the battle

# Heart like a gun was just half of the battle

# Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple

# A heart like a gun was just half of the battle

# Loose change in my pocket

# It started to rattle

# Heart like a gun was just half of the battle

# A heart like a gun was just half of the battle

# Heart like a gun was just half of the battle

# Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple

# A heart like a gun was just half of the battle

# Loose change in my pocket

# It started to rattle

# A heart like a gun was just half of the battle

# I said a heart like a gun was just half of the battle

# Heart like a gun was just half of the battle. #

Thank you very much. Nice to see everyone moving around.

Having a good time on a Monday night of all nights.

It's only cos it's a bank holiday, I know. Right.

Everybody's just been on holiday, I take it.

CHEERING

Everybody just going on holiday?

CHEERING

This is a good song, it's called Pulling Mussels (From The Shell).

# They do it down on Camber Sands They do it at Waikiki

# Lazing about the beach all day At night the crickets creepy

# Squinting faces at the sky A Harold Robbins paperback

# Surfers drop their boards and dry And everybody wants a hat

# But behind the chalet my holiday's complete

# And I feel like William Tell Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet

# Pulling mussels from a shell

# Pulling mussels from a shell

# Shrinking from the sea, so cold topless ladies look away

# A he-man in a sudden shower shelters from the rain

# You wish you had a motor boat to pose around the harbour bar

# And when the sun goes off to bed you hook it up behind the car

# But behind the chalet my holiday's complete

# And I feel like William Tell Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet

# Pulling mussels from a shell

# Pulling mussels from a shell

# Two fat ladies window shop Something for the mantelpiece

# In for bingo, all the nines A panda for sweet little niece

# The coach drivers stand about looking at a local map

# About the boy who's got away down to next door's caravan

# But behind the chalet my holiday's complete

# And I feel like William Tell Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet

# Pulling mussels from a shell

# Pulling mussels from a shell

# But behind the chalet my holiday's complete

# And I feel like William Tell Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet

# Pulling mussels from a shell

# Pulling mussels from a shell. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

# She unscrews the top of her new whisky bottle

# And shuffles about in her candle-lit hovel

# Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens

# She smells like the cat and the neighbours she sickens

# The black and white TV has long seen a picture

# The cross on the wall is a permanent fixture

# The postman delivers the final reminders

# She sells off her silver and poodles and china

# Drinks to remember I, me and myself

# Winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf

# Home is a love that I miss very much

# So the past has been bottled and labelled with love

# During the wartime an American pilot

# Made every air-raid a time of excitement

# She crossed the ocean and married the Texan

# She learnt from a distance how love was a lesson

# He became drinker and she became mother

# She knew that one day she'd be one or the other

# He ate himself older and drunk himself dizzy

# Proud of her features She kept herself pretty

# Drinks to remember I, me and myself

# Winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf

# Home is a love that I miss very much

# So the past has been bottled and labelled with love

# He, like a cowboy died drunk in a slumber

# Out on the porch in the middle of summer

So she crossed the ocean back home to her family

# But they had retired to roads that were sandy

# She moved home alone without friends or relations

# Lived in a world full of age reservation

# On moth-eaten armchairs she'd say that she'd sod-all

# The friends who had left her to drink from the bottle

# Drinks to remember I, me and myself

# Winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf

# Home is a love that I miss very much

# So the past has been bottled and labelled with love

# Drinks to remember I, me and myself

# Winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf

# Home is a love that I miss very much

# So the past has been bottled and labelled with love

# The past has been bottled and labelled with love

# The past has been bottled

# And labelled with love. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

You can all sing along to this one as well.

# I never thought it would happen

# With me and the girl from Clapham

# Out on a windy common That night I ain't forgotten

# When she dealt out the rations with some other passions

# I said, "You are a lady" "Perhaps," she said, "I may be"

# We moved into a basement With thoughts of our engagement

# We stayed in by the telly Although the room was smelly

# We spent our nights just kissing The Railway Arms we're missing

# But love had got us hooked up And all our time it took up

# I got a job with Stanley He said I'd come in handy

# And started me on Monday So I had a bath on Sunday

# I worked 11 hours and bought the girl some flowers

# She said she'd seen a doctor and nothing now could stop her

# I worked all through the winter The weather brass and bitter

# I put away a tenner Each week to make her better

# And when the time was ready We had to sell the telly

# Late evenings by the fire And little kicks inside her

# This morning at 4:50 I took her rather nifty

# Down to an incubator Where 30 minutes later

# She gave birth to a daughter Within a year, a walker

# She looked just like her mother If there could be another

# And now she's two years older Her mother's with a soldier

# She left me when my drinking Became a proper stinging

# The devil came and took me From bar to street to bookie

# No more nights by the telly No more nights nappies smelly

# Alone here in the kitchen I feel there's something missing

# I'd beg for some forgiveness But begging's not my business

# And she won't write a letter Although I always tell her

# And so it's my assumption I'm really up the junction. #

APPLAUSE

Thank you! That was Up The Junction.

Believe it or not!

Right, this is going to be a dance song.

It's for everybody at home and here,

dancing around on tables and chairs. It's called I Can't Hold On.

# In the corner by the DJ unit

# The flag of beauty My eyes salute it

# She likes love by luck or labour

# She likes love but not for favour

# I can't hold on

# Oh, I can't hold on

# She keeps her lips on the straw She's sucking

# Looks at me but her eyes say nothing

# Love's her stare

# The steps to her heart

# Love's the climb

# The bite not her bark

-# I can't hold on

-Can't hold on

-# Oh, I can't hold on

-Can't hold on

-# Oh, I can't hold on

-Can't hold on

# Oh, I can't hold on

# The lights flash green My envy lights up

# The lights just flash and I feel tied up

# Love's for sale and I am sold on

# But there's no way that I can hold on

# I pour the milk into the cat's saucer

# I'm John Wayne as I'm walking towards her

# She'd like to dance but not this minute

# She's the fish I'd love to fillet

# I can't hold on

# Oh, I can't hold on

# I draw first with a stammer of verbal

# We dance like pigeons forever in circle

# She likes to dance Her cocktails shaken

# She likes love and its temptation

-# I can't hold on

-Can't hold on

-# Oh, I can't hold on

-Can't hold on

-# Oh, I can't hold on

-Can't hold on

# Oh, I can't hold on

# The lights flash green My envy lights up

# The lights just flash and I feel tied up

# Love's for sale and I am sold on

# But there's no way that I can hold on

# Oh, I can't hold on

# Can't hold on

# Can't hold on

# Can't hold on

# I can't hold on

# Can't hold on, can't hold on

-# Oh, I can't hold on

-Can't hold on, can't hold on

-# No, I can't hold on

-Can't hold on, can't hold on

# No, I can't hold, can't hold Can't hold on. #

In Quintessence.

# He smokes himself into double vision

# Leaves his mind on an indecision

# Thinks he's invented imagination

# Says that God is some relation

# He leaves his cigarette burning on the desk

# His clothes and magazines make up such a mess

# Sitting up in bed transistor on his chest

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# He and his friends sit around all evening

# Leaving their laughter upon the ceiling

# Seems so funny yet it leaves me yawning

# Then I find it's the following morning

# He says his girlfriend lives too far away

# Always at a friend's house or on holiday

# His bible of romance hides itself away

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# A 15-year-old's browse through life

# Is fine with his quintessence safe and sound in mind

# Life's an adolescence from time to time

# With us all in quintessence

# In the corner with his book and tissue

# All he can do is pretend to miss you

# Closes his eyes as he sees her body

# Pulls funny faces and that's his hobby

# On the other hand Love ain't a happy word

# On the other hand Love ain't a piece of skirt

# Makes for something special in your football shirt

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence

# In quintessence. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

# You've left my ring by the soap

# Now, is that love?

# You cleaned me out You could say broke

# Now, is that love?

# The better, better better it gets

# The more these girls forget

# That that is love

# You won't get dressed You walk about

# Now is that, is that

# A teasing glance has pushed me out

# Now is that, is that

# The tougher, tougher tougher it gets

# The more my lips frequent

# Now, that is love

# Beat me up with your letters

# Your walk out notes

# Funny how you still find me

# Right here at home

# Legs up with a book and a drink

# Now, is that love that's making you think?

# You've called my bluff I'm not so hot

# Now, is that love?

# My assets froze while yours have dropped

# Now is that, is that

# It's the cupid, cupid cupid disguise

# That more or less survived

# Now, that is love

# Beat me up with your letters

# Your walk out notes

# Funny how you still find me

# Right here at home

# Legs up with a book and a drink

# Now, is that love that's making you think?

# You've made my bed the finger points

# Now is that, is that love?

# The more, you more you more you cool down

# The easier love is found

# Now, that is love. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

This is Tempted.

# I bought a toothbrush Some toothpaste

# A flannel for my face

# Pyjamas, a hairbrush

# New shoes and a case

# I said to my reflection

# Let's get out of this place

# Past the church and the steeple

# The laundry on the hill

# The billboards and the buildings

# Memories of it still

# Keep calling

# And calling

# But forget it all I know I will

# Tempted by the fruit of another

# Tempted but the truth is discovered

# What's been going on

# Now that you have gone

# There's no other

# Tempted by the fruit of another

# Tempted but the truth is discovered

# I'm at the car park, the airport

# The baggage carousel

# The people keep on crowding

# I'm wishing I was well

# I said it's no occasion

# It's no story I could tell

# At my bedside, empty pocket

# A foot without a sock

# Your body gets much closer

# I fumble for the clock

# Alarmed by the seduction

# I wish that it would stop... #

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