PATCHES I've got patches on my patches Covers holes in my jeans My coat is getting kind of threadbare Falls apart at the seams I've got pride and I've got memories I've got hopes and I've got dreams I've got questions I've got answers Anything that you might need It's a hard life on the outside Keep it nice and simple within It's a hard life on the outside Just don't let it in I've got patches on my patches I've got holes within my holes I've got a sock that never matches I've got shoes with no soles I've got hopes and I've got memories I've got dreams within my dreams I've got questions I've got answers Anything that you might need I've got patches on my patches I've got patches on my skin I've got poison here before me Feeds the devil deep within I've got hopes and I've got memories I've got plans and I've got dreams I've got questions I've got answers Anything that you might need WALK LIGHTLY Half an hour's gone and here we belong Living it so it can't be wrong Cos I was born the wrong way round Growing up while coming down But I didn't even know this When you took me by the hand That you Talk ever so lightly Lately And you walk Ever so slowly I didn't know and I didn't care What there was that could catch your breath But a moment gone is a moment caught And in half an hour I was taught That I didn't need to know this When you walked out of the night I didn't move and I didn't breathe To be there where you were I didn't think cos I didn't know That half an hour spent And all of the days and all of the ways Will be there when you're gone Half an hour's gone and we're still together Walking now beneath the weather All the dreams all the pain All that's come back again But we don't need to be there When it comes on oh so low Come on this time but not for us To be there when we're gone And all of the world and all of the days Are just half an hour long And all of the lives of all of the Gods Will envy us our song SOLD ENGLAND This is a tale of old England We've got rocks and coke Kids that smoke Pram pushers and devil's folk In our England What's the weather Sunshine or rain Smiling faces asking for a change Watch the news Could grow great again From the harvest to the flatlands We're for sale in old England From the back streets to the old lanes We're for sale in old England Where every penny's pinched In old England There's a hand in my pocket There's a fight for my life He was sitting on the fence When the others moved right The sham is a shame And there's always the rain And everybody's loving it INVISIBLE I'm in pain baby A little hung over maybe Have you seen my head Has anybody seen my head Just when did I become invisible Tell me when did I become invisible So sorry officer I'm so sorry officer But have you seen my legs Have you seen my legs Just when did I become invisible Can you tell me when I became invisible I can walk through walls Even walk through lives Nobody notices my disguise But tell me when did I become invisible I was here yesterday I'm sure I was here yesterday Do you remember my face Do you remember my face Just when did I become invisible Just when did I become invisible 61 MINUTES OF PLEADING The call came in Lorraine shot down Her husband pulled the trigger Then he blew his brains out At the other end The police took a call But they didn't believe He was dead at all So they wouldn't help her It had been twenty years Since they fell in love He brought a lot of pain Now he's brought a lot of blood And he's taken more Than he ever should have done She kept losing life The police chief said There's an armed man in there Who'd be better off dead As Lorraine bled from the legs As the blood flowed Nobody's coming As the blood flowed Lorraine knew That there'd be nobody coming Speak to me now But all she could say Was I don't want to die like this Cos they said they were on their way But they never heard That she was Lorraine And they let her die there Without even her name As she left us all in pain VOICES ON THE WIND There's a man on the mountain Who hides himself away A voice on the wind there Is telling him to stay He knows on the outside The world has looked away From that night in the valley When they took them all away Now the rock of ages Has broken at his feet The history of centuries Lies scattered down the street The houses are all empty now Left falling there to die The children's playground burned and gone With no one left to cry Can you hear it Can you hear the sound of voices Carried on the wind He drowned himself in sorrow And he drowned himself in drink He drowned himself in self pity Until it made him sick He knew he was no master Just a slave to himself To the voices that have tortured him That he'll take to his grave Time passes slowly Sometimes he's at a loss And he wishes he could change it all But you can't turn back the clock So he picks up the pieces Of that so sacred rock And he takes them to a safer place Where they'll be forever lost MODERN DAY TRAGEDY Been some places in my time Seen some faces down the line But nothing like you Ain't nothing like you Nothing like you North wind blowing cracks my lips Cold tomorrow's tearing strips Nothing like you Look at what you've got now It's all modern day tragedy And all the things you say now Oh such a travesty Look at the things you've got now It's a modern day tragedy All the things you say now Oh such a travesty Look at the things you've got now It's a modern day tragedy I hear the things you say now Oh such a travesty Nothing like you HAPPY BIRTHDAY REVOLUTION Car horns and rumba music Through the city's broken heart Is this the devil's own back yard It was forty years ago That the gangster he fell To a rag bag of men The world remembers well Happy birthday revolution I'm standing here Watching the world fall apart Our leader he was young Gallant and divine It was the age of blood and romance They shot him in Bolivia No tear did we cry For how many men Can choose the way that they die We paint him on buildings With sadness in his eyes If we suffer hungry days We call it sacrifice Some say his dream is full of holes We have dignity and pride We have independence But was it just a yankee lie RED SUN BURNS She took the world up Higher than the sky She didn't have a need Didn't really want for anyone She didn't ask for any of this She painted in the dark Truth turned into light But men came in the night To set her world alight She didn't ask for any of this The red sun burns Brighter in the night Red sun burns Can make you feel all right But everywhere you go There's still not enough For everyone They left her in the ash Tears lay in her eyes She swore no one would take More than they could create She didn't ask for any of this She took the world on Turned it upside down She didn't have a need Didn't really want for anyone And she didn't ask for any of this THE WEED THAT KILLED ELVIS The NATO bombs were like sleeping pills When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I took enough now to make me ill When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I was public enemy number one When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I chewed Semtex like bubble gum When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis Now Slobadan was a tennis pro When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I turned fuckin' Eskimo When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I found a place where I could die When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I found God and I lost an eye When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis Now war it came and war it went When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis Straightforward things got very bent When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis Dr Crippen and Old Blind Pew When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis But happiness was a girl I knew When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I was interviewed on the BBC When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis But no one thought that much of me When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I was ill advised to wear women's clothes When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis But that's just the way it goes When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis Happiness was a girl I knew When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I was interviewed on the BBC When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis I was ill advised to wear women's clothes When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis But no one thought that much of me When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis DO IT AGAIN TOMORROW She's the queen of my life Everyday it seems a miracle She's the love of my life Every time she lights a candle She turns and says to me Can we do it again tomorrow We make the most of our time What's here today is ours to follow When there's a fire in her eye She breaks the chain and frees the animal And turns and says to me She holds the key to my mind Stole my heart It seems incredible When she's near it's all right When everything seems impossible She turns and says to me DREAMS Take a look at the lines In the jigsaw of humankind What's there to see Who reaches for stars Who'll sit and stare And confuse their vision With pictures not there Is the real world so far Dreams come from life No not for everyone Dreams come to life Here they go on and on I never would have thought of that Microsoft touch The future embraces us Dreams turn to dust There's nobody here EDGE OF THE WORLD At the edge of the world nothing is said Call a witness Conversation is dead We pray for the coming but we don't hear a word We're all waiting around at the edge of the world The loneliest place I know is my own street And your very own words Are the hardest to eat From the shadows of plastic Where you shout to be heard You're just sitting around at the edge of the world The telephone's lying there on the floor Somehow the moss just creeps round the door And everyone's crying from a painful blow That came down the cables centuries ago Three men from the east Correctly concurred And left us in shackles At the edge of the world The edge of the world Waiting in pieces at the edge of the world GOLD AND SILVER You smile at the rain While counting your change That's what you do Take a walk in the town That saw you drown That's what you do Chance come and make me These times are for taking Gold and silver All that you've got Dance before me in a glass Was the closest that I ever got Rubies diamonds All that you've got Crawling over broken glass Can't buy you love Lights are erased Get out of my way So much to do The bills that you pay Are here to stay One more for you Love please believe me These times are for taking Brass and tin For your sins Thank you Messages come Messages sent That's what you do Looking so tired Hired and fired That's what you do Breath don't forsake me These times are for taking CREDITS Produced and mixed by Mark Wallis Recorded at Metway, Brighton Assistant engineer Jake Rousham Mixed at Metropolis, London All songs by the Levellers and Phil Johnstone Except 'Happy Birthday Revolution', 'Edge of the World' And 'The Weed That Killed Elvis' by the Levellers, Phil Johnstone and Rev Hammer Published by Universal Music/Copyright Control The Levellers are: Mark, Simon, Jon, Charlie and Jeremy Managed by Phil Nelson at First Column. fcm@Btinternet.com Assisted by Fran Moore At Metway: Jo, Lois, Stephen, Fi and Steve On the road: Jamie, Jason, Pol, Grufta, Mark J, Oscar and Chris Keyboards, backing vocals, bass on 'Modern Day Tragedy', Extra bass on 'The Weed That Killed Elvis' and strings Arranged by Phil Johnstone Cello by Fran Andre Strings by? Saxaphone and clarinet by Harry …? Drum programming by Dave Ruffy Drum technician and extra percussion by Pol Side Additional backing vocals by Rob Wheeler (check spelling!!) Metway catering by Tommo and Pol -artwork/design credits- ? Thanks to: OTF's all around the world! Charlie, Guy and Jane at 13 Artists Simon Moran and all at SJM Christian, Richard, Conor, Hassan and all at East West Gillian Porter and Press Council Paul Flanagan and Universal Publishing Eddie for small tax bills Michael and London Calling Everyone helpful on the Isle of Wight John Peat and Kaz Gill for legal & financial stuff Gary Marshall at the Guitar & Amp Shop, Brighton Nick Ryan for his wonderful Urei's -musical gear/endorsements etc- ?? Al Scott, Andy Taylor, Darius, Giulio, Steve Farris, Patrick at Victor Night, Moose & Charlie at Selwyns, Steve Matthews, - others !!!-