EARLY YEARS 77-79 (aka Early Fall 77-79)

Repetition - Bingo Masters Breakout - Psycho Mafia - Various Times - It's The New Thing - Rowche Rumble - In My Area - Dice Man - Psykick Dancehall No. 2 - Second Dark Age - Fiery Jack

Bonus tracks on CD: Stepping Out - Last Orders


REPETITION [top of page]

Right noise.
We're gonna get real speedy
You gotta wear black all the time
You're gonna make it on your own.

Cos we dig
Cos we dig
We dig
We dig repetition
We dig repetition
We've repetition in the music
And we're never going to lose it.

All you daughters and sons
who are sick of fancy music
We dig repetition
Repetition on the drums
and we're never going to lose it.

This is the three R's
The three R's:
Repetition, Repetition, Repetition

Oh mental hospitals
Oh mental hospitals
They put electrodes in your brain
And you're never the same
You don't dig repetition
You don't love repetition

Repetition in the music and we're never going to loose it

President Carter loves repetition
Chairman Mao he dug repetition

Repetition in China
Repetition in America
Repetition in West Germany
Simultaneous suicides

We dig it, we dig it,
we dig it, we dig it

Repetition, repetition, repetition
Repetition, repetition, Regal Zonophone

There is no hesitation
This is your situation
Continue a blank generation
Blank generation
Same old blank generation
Groovy blank generation
Swinging blank generation

Repetition, repetition, repetition....


BINGO MASTERS BREAKOUT [top of page]

Two swans in front of his eyes
Colored balls in front of his eyes
It's number one for his Kelly's eye
Treble-six right over his eye

A big shot's voice in his ears
Worlds of silence in his ears
All the numbers account for years
Checks the cards through eyes of tears

Bingo-Master's Breakout!

All he sees is the back of chairs
In the mirror, a lack of hairs
A light room, which he fills out
Hear the players all shout

Bingo-Master's Breakout!

A glass of lager in his hand
Silver microphone in his hand
Wasting time in numbers and rhyme
One hundred blank faces buy

Bingo-Master's Breakout!

Came the time he flipped his lid
Came the time he flipped his lid
Holiday in Spain fell through
Players put it down to

Bingo-Master's Breakout

A hall full of cards left unfilled
Ended his life with wine and pills
There's a grave somewhere only partly filled
A sign in a graveyard on a hill reads

Bingo-Master's Breakout


PSYCHO MAFIA [top of page]

Spitting on the streets
Numb heads and feet
Nowhere to go
Won't let us in the shows

'Cos we talk about love
And the Psycho-Mafia
I'm talking 'bout love
And the Psycho-Mafia

No soul in the discos
No rock in the clubs
Won't let us in the pubs
And the city joys

Going on about love
And the Psycho-Mafia
I'm talking about love
And the Psycho-Mafia

Psycho-Mafia
Psycho-Mafia
'cho Mafia
'cho Mafia

Spitting on the streets
Shot heads and teeth
Our eyes are red
Our brains are dead

Going on about drugs
Psycho-Mafia
I'm talking about love
Psycho-Mafia


VARIOUS TIMES [top of page]

Alright we're going to go back
to 1940
No money
And I live in Berlin
I think I'll join up
Become a camp guard
No war for me
An old Jew's face dripping red

I hate the prisoners
I hate the officers
They've no fight
I think I'll join,
The red rose,
Leave Belsen
I'll go to Switzerland
A human resistor
Don't think, ask him

Present :
I don't like them
said Ian
in his black-out threat
I think I'll drop out
Become a no-man
And live my rules
But I'm the sort that gets
out of the bath with a dirty face

Everyone I meet's the same now
No brains or thought
A good case for the systems we like - we get
Human race
Various times
Don't think, ask him

Future:
1980
Black windows
And smokey holes
My head is full of lead
And the beer is so weak
Since they got rid of time around here

Dr. Doom fresh from Salem
And the witch trials
The Lathe of Heaven
Time mistaken
Three places at once
Human race
Don't think, ask him
Ask him
Ask him


IT'S THE NEW THING [top of page]

My boys take what I say
Do it the studio way
New equipment all clean
New gear
Clothes mean
I answer and take the calls
No trouble with the law
Turn it up for interviewers
Oh yeah prime movers
I wonder what is next year's thing?
Crash smash crash ring

They've got another side
Pop heroes of the mind
While you suckers queue or work
Money for us and play it up
We have never sold out
Spent hours on a clever act
Phoney advertising quotes that make you buy some raise your hopes
That it's the new leather thing
Crash smash crash ring

The broken backs of the real bands
A million closed minds
Weep for the old glam
Year of the average man
The Worst died because of you
Along with some others too
Erasing off our rainbows
We are men, we have big toes!
It's the new leather thing
Crash smash crash ring

Houdini believed his tricks
That is why he died
Oh I'm not coming out
There may be a film on tonight
Or Eliot's Untouchables
As for new hotels
Look like science fiction films or revival gothic pigswill
Watch the skies, what to think
Crash smash crash ring
[Bramah:] Rocket! / Rock it!

It's the new leather thing
Ba ba ba doo.....
New leather thing

Yow!


ROWCHE RUMBLE [top of page]

Rowche Rumble
Is valium
Valium
Valium
Rowche Rumble
That's rumble

Thousands of wives around the world
are given them by doctors, who think they're little girls
The doctors need prescriptions
The wives need their pill
So Rowche Rumble

Menopause wives are hard to handle
No culture or love, no gambles
The dull manage, especially smashed
on Rowche Rumble
Rowche Rumble

Physician, heal thyself

Our government's built on expense accounts
Once in, never out
A step to Rowche
Force feeding
What are the people around you taking?
Rowche Rumble

Now I've tried crazy things
Abusing my body to a quick end
But I'll never never never never do it again
I said I'll never never never never do it again
Rowche Rumble

Physician, heal thyself.
Musician, heal thyself.
Hey mister, heal thyself.

Loads of people across the land
Do a prescribed death dance
While condemning speed and grass
They got an addiction like a hole in the ass
Rowche Rumble
Rowche Rumble

I send 70 pounds instead of 70 p to
pharmaceutical company Rowche AG
The lorry arrived the next day
Swiss gnomes dealing out potions
Kick your liver in
What is it the fear for?
[To decant the beer]
...the full use of your body isn't?

Rowche Rumble
Is valium
That's rumble

Note: Rowche is a play on the name of the giant Swiss pharmaceutical company Roche


IN MY AREA [top of page]

The dwarf plays pool to prove his height
People play games when they lose in life
There's no sport, lad, just acid tension stomach flash
A madness in my area

I have seen the birth of bad
I have seen declining tracks
I have seen the madness in my area

Understand time till I'm asked about it
Years cross-check, days become a tick
Can't remember who I've sacked, just stupid faces looking bad
The madness in my area

I have seen the birth of bad
I have seen declining tracks
I have seen the madness in my area

Former friends suck on the Fall
Genuine white crap article.
Their future cries
of broken pain are idiot victims'.
Just adds to the madness in my area

I have seen the birth of bad
I have seen declining tracks
I have seen the madness in my area

Politic comic fools in full bloom
McCarthy reincarnate soon
See the bones on the two-late faces
The me generation
See the traces of
The madness in my area

I have seen the birth of bad
I have seen the declining tracks
I have seen the madness in my area

I have seen the burrowmen
Frozen pain that is so bad
I have seen the madness in my area
Madness in my empire
In the writer
The Berlin fighter
In the mirror
The doppelganger
The new satire [boozed satyr?]

Blood and sand....


DICE MAN [top of page]

I am the dice man
And I take a chance, huh
Do you take a chance, huh?

Where you two going?
Where you two going?
Is this a branch on the tree of showbusiness?

Do all these musicians
Have a social conscience?
Well, only in their front rooms

But I am the dice man
And I take a chance man
Do you take a chance, huh?

They stay with the masses
Don't take any chances
End up emptying ashtrays

But I push, push, push, push
Throw the bones and the poison dice
No time for small moralists

Cos I am the dice man
And I take a chance, huh
Do you take a chance, fan?

They say music should be fun
Like reading a story of love
But I wanna read a horror story
Where are you people going?
Where are you people going?
Is this a branch on the tree of showbusiness?

But I am the dice man
A balls-on-the-line man
Do you take a chance, baby?

Note: Dice Man refers to the novel by the same name by Luke Rhinehart


PYSKICK DANCEHALL NO.2 [top of page]

Part of the quest, part of the quest to..
Rocky! Rocky!
It's quester psykick dance-hall
Get aboard for
ESP medium discord

My garden is made of stone
I saw an ape thing on the road
Ricky's hump is made of flesh
He has got a pigeon chest.

Round the corner
Is quester psykick dancehall
Step forward for
ESP medium discord

Here they have no records
They know your questions about no words
Just mumble bumble to the waves
Twitching out to the waves

Clock it! Clock it!
It's quester psykick dance-hall
Get aboard for
ESP medium discord

Helen Duncan[1] was accused of being a fraudulent medium
They burst into a seance over a over in Portsmouth, over a chemists shop
A length of ectoplasm or a suit of cheesecloth
Was grabbed but it got away
The Witchcraft Act 1735 was used to give her 9 month's jail
The vibrations will live on

Never Mind
It's quester psykick dance-hall
Get aboard for
ESP medium discord
Step forward, step forward
Get aboard

Note: [1] Helen Duncan: Scottish medium; last person to be charged and found guilty under an old witchcraft statute in 1944; sentenced to nine months imprisonment


SECOND DARK AGE [top of page]

Fat conference women
Clap return of glass house
And the Arabs have it made
Oil is women in veils, eyes glazed

Second Dark Age. Death of the USA.
Return of the family.
The scooter cabbages

And the commune crapheads sit and whine
While the common near my birthplace is now a police college

It's a second dark age.
No Psalm Sunday or any day.
The city is dead.
Bust. Ghost-dance rite. Tepid

I could join a pray-peace group
Spy in Norway
Cause groups can change the world
and meet Bjorn and Benny [1]
"Hi I am Benny"
Go where the brave prance
No Czechoslovak food queues are a party, fool

A mediocre anti-Jew
And single people are screwed
in the Second Dark Age

I am Roman Totale XVII
the bastard offspring
of Charles I and the Great God Pan.

Note: [1] Abba reference


FIERY JACK [top of page]

My face is slack
And kidneys burn
In the small of my back
Will never learn
Well I'm not going back
To the slow life
Cos every step is a drag
And peace is a kite of materials you never catch
Come up for a snatch
Up from hell
Once in a while

Cause I am Jack
From a burning ring
My face is slack
And I think think think

I just think think think
Too fast to write
Too fast to work
Just burn burn burn

I sat and drank
For three decades
I'm 45
Cause I am Jack
From a burning ring
And my face is slack
And I think think think
I just drink drink drink
Too fast to work
Too fast to write
I just burn burn burn

I eat hot dogs
I live on pies
I'm 45
Cause I am Jack
And I think think think
Just think think think
Too fast to write
Too fast to work
Just burn burn burn

And put down left-wing tirades
and the musical trades
And/or free trade
I say eat this grenade
To defend free trade
I said eat this grenade

Cause I am Jack
Some men from the docks
They are smart
Their brains are half
They never end
Just follow trends

But I am Jack
From a burning ring
My face is slack
And I think think think
Just think think think
Too fast to write
Too fast to work
I just burn burn burn
I am Jack
And put down left-wing tirades
and the musical trades
And/or free trade
I said eat this grenade
I said eat this grenade
Andall free trade
I said eat this grenade

Note: The line "I just burn burn burn" likely comes from Johnny Cash's Ring Of Fire.


STEPPING OUT [top of page]

I used to believe everything I read (x3)
But that's all changed and now I'm stepping out
That's all changed and now I'm
Stepping out (x3)

I used to stay in the house and never go out
But now I'm stepping out, stepping out
I used to stay in the house and never go out
But now I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out

I used to stay on my feet all 24 hours
But now I'm stepping out, stepping out
The light'd be on 24 hours
But now I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out

So people get ready, strip down your houses
Cause I'm stepping out, stepping out
So people get ready, strip down your houses
Cause I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out

I used to believe everything I read (x3)
But that's all changed 'cause now I'm stepping out
That's all changed cause now I'm
stepping out (x3)

Stepping out (x4)


LAST ORDERS [top of page]

Everybody's telling me to listen up
They're trying to run my life for me
I'm gonna tell I'll tell 'em
Their term's up

(Chorus)
They've just given me their
Last orders (x4)

Everyone's in prison or in the army
All sincere, all phoney
Reading all the books, taking in the news
(Chorus)

I don't dig their dead-end options
I'm not hurt by their rejections
I'm no sell-out, and they've found out
(Chorus)

Everybody's telling me to listen up
They're trying to write my life story
Joke's on them
It's the end of the rap
(Chorus)


NOTES [top of page]

The last 2 songs (Stepping Out & Last Orders) were originally released on the 10" album Short Circuit: Live at Electric Circus and were included on the CD reissue of Early Fall 77-79