Scratch - Johnny Pulp and the Lemonheads
here comes night (Remastered).mp3
seen too much (Remastered).mp3
How do you tell her and is there a way (Remastered).mp3
nothing at all (Remastered).mp3
again I'm nowhere (Remastered).mp3
Sleeve Notes
scratch my skin make me bleed ah here we are here we really feel don't kiss my my head dead hush hush nothing to be said forever and ever the lost room build my tomb tight tight at night the voices are those of children and sleep is impossible inside the dreams and the hands pushing, little hands pushing at the body, and the woman sighs and whimpers and the heavy night the heavy night we believe in ghosts at such a moment and definitely not in daylight the scent of our lamenting the obvious deceits of those selling wares the market place is not always lonely as this, and her face it holds tears that seems to smudge the whole face so she is a blur maybe all her features are washed away or else like an ugly person there is something purposeful happening rather than just laziness and many places there is no heaven so trust fate. But both are desperate measures. on the boat crossing half seized affections make bad lovers. Illicit sex is worse than not having it. You are shrouded in misery that is based on everything you wanted being replaced by inferior material. a journey to a lover's home when there is no love is the worst dereliction because in the end both of you are stranded . There are roads at night, keep watch, and you'll see, these sad walks, the shadows not quite enough to make a charming scene. These two for instance, their embrace is not at all what it wants to believe itself to be. they'd be better buying a pet cat than trying to hold on to something that isn't there. It's like mistaking a stone angel for a real one. you've seen too much of me too much of me already already and yet I want more face down in the water under water and hear nothing but the colour floating world and everything far far away and pinks and green lights shine in a way that recollects the past and the future maybe who knows what and who knows what to say what happens when you realise you already drowned and you're the one the found floating slow underground and the beauty of the land is glowing and all the stories and everything we were knowing has drifted away and it's the sparkling bubbling brook that's all we can hear now and the magpie and rook senses are filling with the delights of the lost joys that I dreamed and now see moving slow and buoyed by the slow slow tide and the gentle breeze sighing and the people keep on living and keep on dying there's no reason to cry no reason to be sad there's no reason at all for what we once had but my head is down now and the water's risen and maybe you'll be surprised maybe resenting but this was the one way to show you what I felt one way to show you that your heart can still melt call me the lover but you never could see Oh hamlet my dearest now there's only me face the cruelest months as they come along face the bitter ones and do them wrong crush the mighty liars and all their court bring the truth to the lie and show why you fought but I'm floating here on the surface of the river I'm the truth of love and you should forgive her. so that's a truth just dawned and it's kind of hard to hear who'd have thought it, hurt not wronged and no anger just close to tears ach it's nothing much I must be touched seems like we're just talking seems like a time just passing but so much was slow walking felt I was trespassing ach it's nothing much I'm crazy I'm touched The lights were red and gold the beer and the books your face like a flower venus mold ah how I drank in your looks ach you said I don't feel much that my words don't mean that much It was quarter to the hour and then later than I could even say and words, words tasted sour couldn't speak right and the day was all too too much ach I was all out, out of touch what happens when everything's wrong and the way you speak has lost direction and everything seems done and gone and what you said you said with affection but I couldn't feel much ach I was way out of touch what happens when suddenly everything's reversed and you seem topsy turvy upside down and what you want to say is cursed and there's no way back, and hope drowns every word now not much couldn't hold on or clutch and it's ok I guess these things they happen and there's no law that says the end's good the fairy tale round my head comes down crashing it's how it all goes down, down in the flood the simple thing's not much I was out of touch so now the day is a new day but seems old and the giants and angels fallen or gone and some times you think a new story might unfold but it's too late for me for this sorrowful song ach grow up it's not much and I was always way out of touch way out of touch yea damn... maybe I should get a spider tattoo like in the short story and then I'll have eight legs over you and then you'll adore me and I'll build you a web and a palace well that sounds cruel sounds callous ha it'll never do no way to be loving you... what will happen when years go by will you have forgotten will I still ask why or will the spring blossom fall pretty and in that pink bloom hope and pity So how does it work when everything slips away and what you try and touch has gone and there's a sense of being forlorn today like every word was inside out and gone wrong and the brain is burning with something new a terseness a tightening a more tired point of view what will happen when years go by will you have forgotten will I still ask why or will the spring blossom fall pretty and in that pink bloom hope and pity well how are you today and are you going my way no that's fine I get that it's what I always say and there are hours and later days and weeks and who knows what is happening who speaks trains to other towns and distant places people I don't know, new works new cases world's a circle like a lotus flower closes in well is this coming to the end the light and dark all bite no bark woah you know how it feels t be shaking in the middle of the night sheer fright becomes no one ah I guess this is what is to stay young sheer fright here comes night what was the point of trying to know where the mysteries are sowed where time and space do their thing where animals cry and whales sing woah you know how it feels t be shaking in the middle of the night sheer fright becomes no one ah I guess this is what is to stay young sheer fright here comes night children children they're bursting and everyone's hungry and thirsting and I read the great books and their themes know all the curses and all the dreams coming from old down the road woah and yes you know how it feels t be shaking in the middle of the night sheer fright becomes no one ah I guess this is what is to stay young sheer fright here comes night but what if the world is drowning him and he can't speak and he can't sing and everything is gone or maybe going but then at the end he meets a friend who takes his hand his heart might mend who might know how it feels to be shaking in the middle of the night sheer fright becomes no one ah I guess this is what is to stay young sheer fright here comes night ahhhhh don't kid yourself ha never going to happen you've seen too much of me too much of me already already and yet I want more How do you tell her and is there a way or maybe this is something you can't say well I'm kind of struck dumb like jack horner in his corner sucking my thumb I feel done it feels done I love you babe but you never see what it is you mean to me it's a strange strange thing I'm lost feel I'm dying ahhh but you'll say bring roses and wine sing songs of love love divine but I'm stupid and grave a fool and a knave I don't know what to do don't know how to show you I love you I love you babe but you never see what it is you mean to me it's a strange strange thing I'm lost feel I'm dying I sit alone for hours and hours but my heads a mess I cannot guess how you would be ok with me I am bewitched and am in a fix everything you say and do makes me blue what can I say to make you look my way I love you babe but you never see what it is you mean to me everything you say and do makes me blue what can I say to make you look my way I love you babe but you never see what it is you mean to me it's a strange strange thing I'm lost feel I'm dying It's kind of sad and kind of funny and I try and stay and win the day but can't find the words end up absurd I'm not worth much am not such and such but I won't give in and maybe on day I'll find the words and know what to say cos I love you babe but you never see what it is you mean to me it's a strange strange thing I'm lost feel I'm dying yea I'm kind of lost feel I'm dying dying babe for you what does it mean when the sun comes up once more and the moon stays naked and all the flowers rise from the floor well I don't know but just don't go, please don't go. oh the day brings with it the traffic on the street and a hundred people to meet and everyone has something to say and everyone is alive in the day three cornered hearts battered and blue is this me is this you ah what does it mean when the sun comes up once more and the moon stays naked and all the flowers rise from the floor well I don't know but just don't go, please don't go. some times romance doesn't look like that is more matter of fact but looking back there was no facts to know and so howl howl and blow the world spins, it begins what does it mean when the sun comes up once more and the moon stays naked and all the flowers rise from the floor well I don't know but just don't go, please don't go. sad are the clouds now and the sun and its as if the universe is done and there are no more words and talk there's a time to stay and a time to walk who knows how it goes what does it mean when the sun comes up once more and the moon stays naked and all the flowers rise from the floor well I don't know but just don't go, please don't go. ahhh well I don't know but just don't go, please don't go. He makes soups out of whatever he finds likes to be exotic quixotic mushrooms coke chilli potato and beer watch his face see the tears there's nothing special and nothing you don't see everyday everywhere but its there, yea some find ways to hide their sorrow in recipes for today for tomorrow well now its nothing just nothing at all ha ohhh He likes to pile up his books and reads like everyone else breaths it's what he needs Zhongshu's fortress beseiged one such touched ahhh well there's nothing special and nothing you don't see everyday everywhere but its there, yea some find ways to hide their sorrow in recipes for today for tomorrow well now its nothing just nothing at all ha and he watches his films on a small screen doesn't know what they mean and has done so for years and in galleries his hopes and fears and dreams and drinks beers ahhh well there's nothing special and nothing you don't see everyday everywhere but its there, yea some find ways to hide their sorrow in recipes for today for tomorrow well now its nothing just nothing at all ha and his heart is naked and ordinary he knows a girl eyes like ground cherry who also feels things coming from books and films and wherever she looks is where he also well it's true he'll never do ahhh well there's nothing special and nothing you don't see everyday everywhere but its there, yea some find ways to hide their sorrow in recipes for today for tomorrow well now its nothing just nothing at all ha he's really never been anything but nothing at all so it's late again and the frost is on the rooftops ahh and its still and everything stops oh I guess this pain this is just one of those things that this kind of time brings ah so it's true I was always this way never knowing how to say what I needed to say and I guess it's got to be ok but I see all the lttle purple flowers and walk fill in the hours and the sky it's blue and glows I once thought it was her and froze but no and it's just the way it goes ah so it's true I was always this way never knowing how to say what I needed to say and I guess it's got to be ok but and some days I read and my book's full of the sort of lives that make mine look dull and I sometimes take a trip take plane or train or ship but she not there so I'm nowhere ah so it's true I was always this way never knowing how to say what I needed to say and I guess it's got to be ok but the sun is shining and the day glows but my heart can't feel and nothing flows I sometimes find a bench other times stand and I reach out and imagine her hand but she's not there and again I'm nowhere ah so it's true I was always this way never knowing how to say what I needed to say and I guess it's got to be ok but ah so it's true I was always this way never knowing how to say what I needed to say and I guess it's got to be ok but