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Escapology

18 Nov 2002

Robbie's fifth studio album, Escapology, was released shortly after the announcement of his reported £80 million contract with EMI - the biggest music deal in British History. The album's famous artwork picture an upside down Robbie hanging precariously over a sun drenched LA.

After a year out from recording, the album heralded a new era for Robbie; he had taken a more active role in the making of Escapology, giving an indication of his growing confidence in the studio, and Nan's Song and Come Undone were the first songs to be written without the input of Guy Chambers.

"I've never enjoyed the process of recording," he said, "I've always found it very boring. But the Swing album changed all that because it was just amazing. And I thought it's just a shame that recording my own material can't be this much fun...then blow me, if this hasn't been as much fun as the Swing album. It's been amazing."

Produced by the dynamic forces of Guy Chambers and Steve Power, the album delivered something altogether different from previous offerings. Robbie wanted the sound to be raw, raunchy and honest, without over production.

Steve Power said: "He did dictate the whole tenor of the record really. He didn't want things to be made slick. You have to have some courage to do that and if anyone has to have the courage it's the artist. And we follow him."

The album was recorded mainly in Los Angeles, with many of the vocals sung naked...one song, which didn't make the album, was even sung in a Superman costume! The Escapology band featured Guy Chambers, Neil Taylor and Gary Nuttall on guitars, Phil Spalding on bass and Jeremy Stacey on drums.

In Robbie's words: "We had a good set of lads in and we rocked hard, man! I enjoyed it, it was a good vibe."

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How Peculiar 3:13 Lyrics

How Peculiar

I am all of the above babe
Jonny long strokes to the grave
Saving all the stamps and spend it on a kettle
Rub me rub me up right lovely
If you lick, then lick it battery
Good and properly all night if you want

I haven't got a clue what to do with you
I need for you to love me so much
Jesus what am I gonna do with this crush
Just get the old fella and whack it up against her tush

How peculiar

Bend your long legs against the sofa
In the Dorchester you can get your all bran
I'm not into hard sports

Oh I haven't got a clue what to do with you
Jesus all the things my head is going through
God what am I gonna do with this crush
Just whack the the old man out and get it up against your tush

How peculiar

Buy this song Robbie says

How Peculiar

"I am all of the above..."

"I'd got a massive crush on somebody and I couldn't handle it. It became all-consuming and overwhelming for about two months. I couldn't concentrate on anything, and we had the backing track to this song, and what was sung, I'm proud to say, was the first take - no lyrics written beforehand - so it was just a train of thought. Probably because I didn't have any confidence in myself being able to pull off my infatuation, the whole lyric is about me being amazing. It was far from what I felt at the time, but I was probably saying it to bolster my self-confidence."

 

 

Feel 4:22 Lyrics

Feel

Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given

I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don't understand

I just want to feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
'Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste

I don't want to die
But I ain't keen on living either
Before I fall in love
I'm preparing to leave her

I scare myself to death
That's why I keep on running
Before I've arrived
I can see myself coming

I just want to feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
'Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins

Going to waste
And I need to feel real love
And a life ever after
I cannot give it up

I just want to feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
I got too much love
Running through my veins
To go to waste

I just wanna feel real love
In a life ever after
There's a hole in my soul
You can see it in my face
It's a real big place

Come and hold my hand
I want to contact the living

Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers

Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

Buy this song Robbie says

Feel

"Come and hold my hand/I wanna contact the living"

 

"Most of the vocal we used on the finished thing is from the original demo; I tried to sing it again and I just couldn't sing it as well as I did on that day. I pour my heart out. It's someone who's not really sure of his place in the world and what's going on."

 

Something Beautiful 4:48 Lyrics

Something Beautiful

You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful - that day
And love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical - these days
You analyse everyone you meet
But get no sign - the loving kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blind

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo - each day
And the past that cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful
You just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul, no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

(It'll come your way)
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way)

All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul, no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

Written by R Williams/G Chambers

Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Something Beautiful

You can't manufacture a miracle/the silence was pitiful - that day...We wrote this in Barbados when I was in between good times. I think the demo was a bit lightweight - it wasn't Al Green enough or Macy Gray enough. We originally offered it to Tom Jones and he was interested in it but I don't think his people completely got it or liked it, so I was ‘if we can make this more soulful I think it would be great to be on the album'. It's about sitting in bed at night thinking: I wish I wasn't here by myself."

Monsoon 3:46 Lyrics

Monsoon

I've sung some songs that were lame
I've slept with girls on the game
I've got my Catholic shame
Lord I'm in purgatory
Basically, it's all come on top for me

I wasn't me when we met
You haven't lost my respect
I'm here to serve and protect
What shade of insanity
Keeps leading you back to me

So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon

Don't wanna piss on your parade
I'm here to make money and get laid
Yeah I'm a star but I'll fade
If you ain't sticking your knives in me
You will be eventually

To all you Sharons and Michelles
With all your tales to sell
Save your meat money well
I'm glad that spending a night with me
Guaranteed you celebrity

And I can't talk in a crowd
When I'm alone I'm too loud
You've done your daddies proud
Thank you for keeping me company
You've all been so nice to me

So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon

Oh Lor', I feel nothing
I know much smarter men never got this far

I've got so many regrets
I smoked too many cigarettes
I've had more blondes than brunettes
I'm not expecting your sympathy
But it's all been too much for me

So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon
So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon

Written by R Williams/G Chambers, published by BMG Music Publishing/EMI Music Publishing

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Monsoon

"I've slept with girls on the game..."

"It just depends what game you're looking at, doesn't it? It was a song that Guy and I wrote in the Bahamas that I'd binned because I was being too self-critical, and all of a sudden it turned out to be amazing. I think it's really honest. An awful lot of stuff is written about me and there's a lot of speculation and you have no forum to actually present yourself where people get an honest view of you. ‘Monsoon' is a very honest version of what I think is going on."

 

Sexed Up 4:11 Lyrics

Sexed Up

Loose lips sunk ships
I'm getting to grips
With what you said
Know it's not in my head
I lay a bet that I'm ok

Why don't we talk about it
Why do you always doubt that
There could be a better way
It doesn't make me want to stay

Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away

You say we're fatally flawed
When I'm easily bored
Is that okay
Strike me off your list
Make this the last kiss

I'll walk away
Why don't we talk about it
I'm only here don't shout it
Given time we'll forget
Let's pretend we never meet

Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And we're not sexed up

That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
Screw you I didn't like your taste anyway
I chose you and that's all gone to waste
It's Saturday I'll go out and find another you

Why don't we
Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And we're not sexed up

That's what makes the difference today

 

Written by R. Williams/G.Chambers.

Published by EMI Music Publishing/BMG Music Publishing.

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Sexed Up

"There's sort of a grain of truth in that song, y'know, that it was written about an ex, but with all sorts of art and film, things get expanded with inaccuracies and half-truths surrounding everything and that was about an ex but I didn't feel as harshly as those lyrics came out."

 

 

Love Somebody 4:10 Lyrics

Love Somebody

Always and forever, is forever young
Your shadow on the pavement, the dark side of the sun
Got a dream the dream all over and sleep it tight
You don't wanna sing the blues in black and white
And it's hope that springs eternal for everyone
If it ain't broke then break it
Oh the damage done

Try and love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
Try and love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me

Violet in the rainbow just melts away
There's not enough minutes in an hour or hours in the day
A song played in a circle that never skips a beat
A stranger in a country that I have yet to meet
And let's hope that spring's eternal for everyone
Your lifetime in a second
All the damage done

Trying to love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Guess there's just no pleasing me
I wanna love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me

It'll come in your sweet time Lord
I've just got to let you in
The blind leading the blind Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love and only love will set you free

I wanna love somebody
Wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
I wanna love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me

It'll come in your sweet time Lord
I've just got to let you in
The blind leading the blind Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love and only love will set you free

Written by R Williams/G Chambers
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

Buy this song Robbie says

Love Somebody

"Always and forever young/Your shadow on the pavement, the dark side of the sun..."

"I do want to love somebody. I don't want to go out any more. I'd like to settle down now. We wrote it in the Bahamas and I didn't like the verse, but then we dug it out and re-wrote the verses and all of a sudden it fell into place. I'd been listening to ‘The Windmills Of Your Mind' and the verses are definitely my homage to that: ‘there's not enough minutes in an hour, or hours in the day... a song played in a circle that never skips a beat... a stranger in the country I have yet to meet...' Enigmatic paradoxes."

 

Revolution 5:44 Lyrics

Revolution

Don't fight the feeling - relax
Oh child the knots are in your back
'Cause you've been holding on
I can only feel you when you're reaching out
I'll talk you through memories
Just keep breathing with me
It's time to hold my hand
And walk into the revolution

When there's no-one to touch
And you've been thinking too much
You only hurt yourself when you think
About retribution
I see the pain in your face
And you're paying rent for the space
It's time to lead you onto the revolution

When you can't keep on keeping on
And everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody falls sometimes but love shines on

With love in your eyes and a flame in your heart
Gonna find yourself some resolution
A million miles with one step
And you'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution

Love lingers on you're just feeling it wrong
I know you're tired but when it's time to sleep
You're gone forever
Make friends with your past
Then you can leave it at last
It's time to find yourself in your revolution

When you can't keep on keeping on
And everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody falls sometimes but love shines on

With love in your eyes and a flame in your heart
Gonna find yourself some resolution
A million miles with one step
And you'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution

Time and tide's on your side
There's no need to hide
I feel your pain
Don't talk to me about evolution
A million miles with one stare
And you'll find myself there
When I'm walking with the revolution

Written by R Williams/G Chambers
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Revolution

"Don't fight the feeling relax/Oh child the knots are in your back..."

"This was added to the album at the eleventh hour. We actually wrote it by mistake, and the day we wrote it I went home thinking, ‘well, at least we've got a great tune for the start of the next album'. And then I thought, ‘I'm not waiting years to put that on an album!' So we quickly recorded it and asked Rose Stone to come down and sing with me on it. The revolution is, once again, love lost. Lack of hope. But get your torch out, and shine it for yourself."

 

Handsome Man 3:54 Lyrics

Handsome Man

Hello. Did you miss me?
I know I'm hard to resist
Y'all can come and help me
Pick the sweet corn out of this
It's hard to be humble
When you're so fuckin' big
Did you ever meet a sexier
Male chauvenist pig?

I'm gonna milk you 'til I turn it into cheese
Tear your bitten arms and know it
Please, come take a piece of me

If you drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't see me
I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
'Cause you just met
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man

Y'all know who I am
I'm still the boy next door
That's if you're Lord Litchfield and I'm Roger Moore
Have I gone up in the world
Or has the world gone down on me?
I'm the one who put the Brits in celebrity

Give in and love it
What's the point in hating me
You can't argue with popularity
Well, you could, but you'd be wrong

If you drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't need me
I don't exist
You voted for me
Now let me see a show of hands
Here before you stands

Can you make me laugh and sign this autograph
Though it's not for me
Clip and grin, shake and frame, name and shame
Then I'm outta here
It's not very complicated
I'm just young and overrated

Please don't drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't see me
I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Here before you stands

If you drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't need me
I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me see a show of hands
'Cause you just met
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers/A Deevoy
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing/ Copyright Control

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Handsome Man

"Hello, did you miss me?/I know I'm hard to resist/Y'all can come and help me/Pick the sweetcorn out of this..."

"'The World's Most Handsome Man' was a tagline that we'd come up with, and it was one of those days where you just go, ‘We can't say that, can we?...' And then I thought: no, I can say that because it will rub loads of people up the wrong way who don't like me, and the people that do like me will hopefully see the funny side of it. It's a pisstake on me. It was touch and go whether it was going to be on the album at all, because the demo was very lightweight and it was too twee. We toughened it up. It sounds a lot harder now. The mindset in the song - and if you don't listen you'll miss it - is that there's all that bravado and how great I think I am in the verses, and then in the chorus it says, ‘if you drop me, I'll fall to pieces on you... if you don't need me, I don't exist.' That's the most important bit of the song."

 

Come Undone 3:55 Lyrics

Come Undone

So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware so full of shit
So indecisive so adamant
I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
It's so frustrating just get another drink in
Watch me come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum
And I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone

So rock and roll so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all

I'm not scared of dying I just don't want to
If I stopped lying I'd just disappoint you
I come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum
And I'm your son
I've come undone

So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy a yacht by Saturday
It's a love song

A love song
Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise

And sing love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere
So sincere

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum

I'm your son
I've come undone
I've come undone
I've come undone
I've come undone
I am scum
Love your son
I am scum
Love your son

You've gotta love my sad song, my love song
My sad song, my love song, my sad song, my love song

 

Written by R Williams/B Ottestad/A Hamilton/ D Pierre
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ Twenty Seven Songs/ EMI Music Publishing

Buy this song Robbie says

Come Undone

"So unimpressed but so in awe' - that's the dichotomy of me. I think it's another one of those songs where I just want to dissect a perception of myself. ‘Because I'm scum and I'm your son' is not to my family. I saw Tupac come out of a courtroom once, and he said ‘you put me down, you say I'm this that or the other, but I'm a product of your environment, and I'm still your son, America.' That touched me. And I am England's son. And I'm not scum, but I've felt like it."

 

 

 

Me and My Monkey 7:12 Lyrics

Me and My Monkey

There was me and my monkey
And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet
He had the soft-top down (he liked the wind in his face)
He said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'no'
He said 'that's where we're gonna go - you need a change of pace'
And we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
He said 'I left my wallet in El Segondo' and proceeded to take two grand of mine
We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel
Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as well?
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said
'If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, then we've got a monkey bed!'

Me and my monkey
With a dream and a gun
I'm hoping my monkey don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did

We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor
We had a room up top with the panoramic views like nothing you'd ever seen before
He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow pages
Called up escort services and ordered some okey doke
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
In walked this big bad ass baboon into my bedroom with three monkey whores
'Hi! My name is Sunshine - these are my girls
Lace my palm with silver baby and oh yeah, they'll rock your world'
So I watched pay-per-view and polished my shoes and my gun
Was diggin' old Kurt Cobain sing about lithium
There came a knock at the door and in walked Sunshine
'What's up? You'd better get your ass in here boy, your monkey's having too
much of a good time!'

Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
Don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Billy The Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did

Got tickets to see Sheena Easton, the monkey was high
Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died
We left before encores, he couldn't sit still
Sheena was a blast baby but my monkey was ill
We went to play black-jack, kept hitting twenty three
Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Or was it my monkey? I couldn't be sure
It's not like you'd never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees before
Now don't test my patience 'cause we're not about to run
That's a bad ass monkey boy and he's packing a gun
'My name is Rodriguez', he says with death in his eye
'I've been chasing you for a long time amigos, and now your monkey's gonna die!'

Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
We don't wanna kill no Mexican
But we got ten itchy fingers
One thing to declare
When the monkey is high
You do not stare
You do not stare
You do not stare

Looks like we got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boy
And I ain't about to run
Put your gun down boy
or someones gonna get hurt

 

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers

Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

 

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Me and My Monkey

"There was me and my monkey/And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips/Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet..."

"Guy and I wrote it in Thailand. I can't say where it came from. I must have come up with ‘me and my monkey, him with his dungarees and rollerblades...' and I thought, ‘that's interesting - I wonder what happens'. And the rest just flowed. It was interesting to bring in characters, and to leave the ending open for the listener to choose. It says ‘me and my monkey...trying to understand why he did what he did'. And I don't know what he did. One day I'll find out."

 

Song 3 3:48 Lyrics

Song 3

Come join the band
Come shag the damned
God I blow them away
A heart of chrome
A broken home
I got plenty to say

Who are you doing?
Don't spoil my day
A bigger better offer baby
He's on his way
You gotta love LA

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
And I'm just the same

So Ebay baby
Haven't seen you lately
Do you still give it away?
So get my peeps
To call your peeps
'Cause we've got nothing to say

Don't feed the models
Don't look at the police
Don't go to Crenshaw boule
'Cause whitey can get fleeced
God I love LA

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
Like a jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Kaliforni-a .. USA baby

Who you doing baby?
Don't spoil my day
You've been gloating lately baby
And I dig LA
I'd have to say

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
I've gotta jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Kaliforni-a
USA
USA
USA

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Song 3

"Come join the band/Come shag the damned/God I blow them away..."

"I went to the Coachella festival and saw a lot of bands, and I didn't think there was anything really good there, and I just thought ‘I can do that'. But that's just the first verse. I think the majority of it is just the excitement of being in Los Angeles and truly, on a daily basis, belly-laughing, and feeling a lot of time out there that I'm indestructible. It sort of says everything and nothing, all at the same time..."

 

Hot Fudge 4:05 Lyrics

Hot Fudge

Queen bitch eat the rich
I'm on the second course today
I'm not the first and
I won't be the worst
She's done most of La
Can't find a virgin, I can get you a surgeon
Twenty-four hours a day
Call it Collagen jeanie
You big lip meanie
I'm about to be blown away
Come on sing it

Take me to the place
where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
And we've been dreaming
Of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to LA

Take the piss always English
God bless you Uncles Sam
You got a cool gene pool
And our winter is cruel
And God knows I love to tan
Making cents and dead Presidents
Before I could count to ten
With a nation behind me
Can't stop the limey
She's on her back again
Come on sing it

Take me to the place
where the sunshine flows
Oh my sunset rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
Cause we've been dreaming
Of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to LA LA.LA.LA LA.LA.LA LA.LA.LA

Take me to the place
where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
Cause we've been dreaming
of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to LA

Take me to the place
Where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
Cause we've been dreaming
Of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change

I'm moving to LA

Moving to LA
Keep on moving
Keep on moving
Keep on moving to LA LA LA
Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on
Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on
...and stop

Buy this song Robbie says

Hot Fudge

"Queen bitch eat the rich/I'm on the second course today..."

"At the school I went to I'd be thinking about what it must be like to be Lisa Stansfield - it was when she was becoming successful in America. I was ‘I wonder what it's like to be that, to do that, to go there and see these people...' It's a celebration of finding myself."

 

Cursed 4:01 Lyrics

Cursed

Dig your polished nails into the dirt
Rip your skirts off, wipe the hurt off
You know it tears my heart out when you
Flirt with danger and any stranger

You're not as stupid as I look
Before I could read, you wrote the book

Cursed
Since your birth dear
And you worst fears
Have all come true

Found my head when I got my first tattoo
(Thought I was naked when I penetrated)
Told everyone I'd slept with you
(Thought you liked it or you would've denied it)

Saint Peter's gonna be unfaithful
Tell God he's got a dirty angel

Cursed since your birth dear
And you worst fears
Have all come true
Babe, you're not the first
You are cursed dear
'Cause I'm still here
And I'm cursed, too
Cursed like you

Hush
Baby sleep now
We all love you
We always did

Cursed since your birth dear
And you worst fears
Have all come true
Babe, you're not the first
You are cursed dear
'Cause I'm still here
And I'm cursed, too
Cursed like you

Hush
Baby sleep now
We all miss you
We alway will

 

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers/A Deevoy
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing/ Copyright Control

 

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Cursed

"Dig your polished nails into the dirt/Rip your skirt off, wipe the hurt off..."

"A homage to a friend of mine that passed away. ‘St Peter's going to be unfaithful/tell God he's got a dirty angel' - it's very sexy. I've tried to do it as rock'n'roll as I could do to fit them, and still be loving. I mourn their loss."

 

Nan's Song 2:12 Lyrics

Nan's Song

You said when you'd die that you'd walk
with me everyday
And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way
With the blink of an eye the lord came
and asked you to meet
You went to a better place but He stole you
away from me

And now she lives in heaven
But I know they let her out
To take care of me

There's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pay silence my fears she is near
Bringing heaven down here

I miss your love I miss your touch
But I'm feeling you everyday
And I can almost here you say
"You've come along way baby"

And now you live in heaven
But I know they let you out
To take care of me

There's a strange kind of light
In my bedroom tonight
Pray silence my fears she is near
Bring your heaven down here

You taught me kings and queens
While stroking my hair
In my darkest hour I know you are there
Kneeling down beside me
Whispering my prayer

Yes there's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pray silence my fear
She is near
Bringing heaven down here

The next time that we meet
I will bow at her feet
And say wasn't life sweet
Then we'll prepare
To take heaven down there

 

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Nan's Song

"You said when you'd die that you'd walk with me every day/And I'd start to cry and say ‘please don't talk that way'..."

"I completely wrote everything, the words and the music. It's about my nan who passed away about five years ago. She was a lovely person and she loved me to death and I thought it was only fitting that my first ever song should be about someone I love."

 

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How Peculiar 3:13 Lyrics

How Peculiar

I am all of the above babe
Jonny long strokes to the grave
Saving all the stamps and spend it on a kettle
Rub me rub me up right lovely
If you lick, then lick it battery
Good and properly all night if you want

I haven't got a clue what to do with you
I need for you to love me so much
Jesus what am I gonna do with this crush
Just get the old fella and whack it up against her tush

How peculiar

Bend your long legs against the sofa
In the Dorchester you can get your all bran
I'm not into hard sports

Oh I haven't got a clue what to do with you
Jesus all the things my head is going through
God what am I gonna do with this crush
Just whack the the old man out and get it up against your tush

How peculiar

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How Peculiar

"I am all of the above..."

"I'd got a massive crush on somebody and I couldn't handle it. It became all-consuming and overwhelming for about two months. I couldn't concentrate on anything, and we had the backing track to this song, and what was sung, I'm proud to say, was the first take - no lyrics written beforehand - so it was just a train of thought. Probably because I didn't have any confidence in myself being able to pull off my infatuation, the whole lyric is about me being amazing. It was far from what I felt at the time, but I was probably saying it to bolster my self-confidence."

 

 

Feel 4:22 Lyrics

Feel

Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given

I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don't understand

I just want to feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
'Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste

I don't want to die
But I ain't keen on living either
Before I fall in love
I'm preparing to leave her

I scare myself to death
That's why I keep on running
Before I've arrived
I can see myself coming

I just want to feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
'Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins

Going to waste
And I need to feel real love
And a life ever after
I cannot give it up

I just want to feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
I got too much love
Running through my veins
To go to waste

I just wanna feel real love
In a life ever after
There's a hole in my soul
You can see it in my face
It's a real big place

Come and hold my hand
I want to contact the living

Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers

Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

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Feel

"Come and hold my hand/I wanna contact the living"

 

"Most of the vocal we used on the finished thing is from the original demo; I tried to sing it again and I just couldn't sing it as well as I did on that day. I pour my heart out. It's someone who's not really sure of his place in the world and what's going on."

 

Something Beautiful 4:48 Lyrics

Something Beautiful

You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful - that day
And love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical - these days
You analyse everyone you meet
But get no sign - the loving kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blind

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo - each day
And the past that cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful
You just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul, no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

(It'll come your way)
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way)

All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul, no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

Written by R Williams/G Chambers

Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Something Beautiful

You can't manufacture a miracle/the silence was pitiful - that day...We wrote this in Barbados when I was in between good times. I think the demo was a bit lightweight - it wasn't Al Green enough or Macy Gray enough. We originally offered it to Tom Jones and he was interested in it but I don't think his people completely got it or liked it, so I was ‘if we can make this more soulful I think it would be great to be on the album'. It's about sitting in bed at night thinking: I wish I wasn't here by myself."

Monsoon 3:46 Lyrics

Monsoon

I've sung some songs that were lame
I've slept with girls on the game
I've got my Catholic shame
Lord I'm in purgatory
Basically, it's all come on top for me

I wasn't me when we met
You haven't lost my respect
I'm here to serve and protect
What shade of insanity
Keeps leading you back to me

So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon

Don't wanna piss on your parade
I'm here to make money and get laid
Yeah I'm a star but I'll fade
If you ain't sticking your knives in me
You will be eventually

To all you Sharons and Michelles
With all your tales to sell
Save your meat money well
I'm glad that spending a night with me
Guaranteed you celebrity

And I can't talk in a crowd
When I'm alone I'm too loud
You've done your daddies proud
Thank you for keeping me company
You've all been so nice to me

So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon

Oh Lor', I feel nothing
I know much smarter men never got this far

I've got so many regrets
I smoked too many cigarettes
I've had more blondes than brunettes
I'm not expecting your sympathy
But it's all been too much for me

So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon
So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon

Written by R Williams/G Chambers, published by BMG Music Publishing/EMI Music Publishing

 

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Monsoon

"I've slept with girls on the game..."

"It just depends what game you're looking at, doesn't it? It was a song that Guy and I wrote in the Bahamas that I'd binned because I was being too self-critical, and all of a sudden it turned out to be amazing. I think it's really honest. An awful lot of stuff is written about me and there's a lot of speculation and you have no forum to actually present yourself where people get an honest view of you. ‘Monsoon' is a very honest version of what I think is going on."

 

Sexed Up 4:11 Lyrics

Sexed Up

Loose lips sunk ships
I'm getting to grips
With what you said
Know it's not in my head
I lay a bet that I'm ok

Why don't we talk about it
Why do you always doubt that
There could be a better way
It doesn't make me want to stay

Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away

You say we're fatally flawed
When I'm easily bored
Is that okay
Strike me off your list
Make this the last kiss

I'll walk away
Why don't we talk about it
I'm only here don't shout it
Given time we'll forget
Let's pretend we never meet

Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And we're not sexed up

That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
Screw you I didn't like your taste anyway
I chose you and that's all gone to waste
It's Saturday I'll go out and find another you

Why don't we
Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And we're not sexed up

That's what makes the difference today

 

Written by R. Williams/G.Chambers.

Published by EMI Music Publishing/BMG Music Publishing.

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Sexed Up

"There's sort of a grain of truth in that song, y'know, that it was written about an ex, but with all sorts of art and film, things get expanded with inaccuracies and half-truths surrounding everything and that was about an ex but I didn't feel as harshly as those lyrics came out."

 

 

Love Somebody 4:10 Lyrics

Love Somebody

Always and forever, is forever young
Your shadow on the pavement, the dark side of the sun
Got a dream the dream all over and sleep it tight
You don't wanna sing the blues in black and white
And it's hope that springs eternal for everyone
If it ain't broke then break it
Oh the damage done

Try and love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
Try and love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me

Violet in the rainbow just melts away
There's not enough minutes in an hour or hours in the day
A song played in a circle that never skips a beat
A stranger in a country that I have yet to meet
And let's hope that spring's eternal for everyone
Your lifetime in a second
All the damage done

Trying to love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Guess there's just no pleasing me
I wanna love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me

It'll come in your sweet time Lord
I've just got to let you in
The blind leading the blind Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love and only love will set you free

I wanna love somebody
Wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
I wanna love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me

It'll come in your sweet time Lord
I've just got to let you in
The blind leading the blind Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love and only love will set you free

Written by R Williams/G Chambers
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

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Love Somebody

"Always and forever young/Your shadow on the pavement, the dark side of the sun..."

"I do want to love somebody. I don't want to go out any more. I'd like to settle down now. We wrote it in the Bahamas and I didn't like the verse, but then we dug it out and re-wrote the verses and all of a sudden it fell into place. I'd been listening to ‘The Windmills Of Your Mind' and the verses are definitely my homage to that: ‘there's not enough minutes in an hour, or hours in the day... a song played in a circle that never skips a beat... a stranger in the country I have yet to meet...' Enigmatic paradoxes."

 

Revolution 5:44 Lyrics

Revolution

Don't fight the feeling - relax
Oh child the knots are in your back
'Cause you've been holding on
I can only feel you when you're reaching out
I'll talk you through memories
Just keep breathing with me
It's time to hold my hand
And walk into the revolution

When there's no-one to touch
And you've been thinking too much
You only hurt yourself when you think
About retribution
I see the pain in your face
And you're paying rent for the space
It's time to lead you onto the revolution

When you can't keep on keeping on
And everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody falls sometimes but love shines on

With love in your eyes and a flame in your heart
Gonna find yourself some resolution
A million miles with one step
And you'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution

Love lingers on you're just feeling it wrong
I know you're tired but when it's time to sleep
You're gone forever
Make friends with your past
Then you can leave it at last
It's time to find yourself in your revolution

When you can't keep on keeping on
And everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody falls sometimes but love shines on

With love in your eyes and a flame in your heart
Gonna find yourself some resolution
A million miles with one step
And you'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution

Time and tide's on your side
There's no need to hide
I feel your pain
Don't talk to me about evolution
A million miles with one stare
And you'll find myself there
When I'm walking with the revolution

Written by R Williams/G Chambers
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Revolution

"Don't fight the feeling relax/Oh child the knots are in your back..."

"This was added to the album at the eleventh hour. We actually wrote it by mistake, and the day we wrote it I went home thinking, ‘well, at least we've got a great tune for the start of the next album'. And then I thought, ‘I'm not waiting years to put that on an album!' So we quickly recorded it and asked Rose Stone to come down and sing with me on it. The revolution is, once again, love lost. Lack of hope. But get your torch out, and shine it for yourself."

 

Handsome Man 3:54 Lyrics

Handsome Man

Hello. Did you miss me?
I know I'm hard to resist
Y'all can come and help me
Pick the sweet corn out of this
It's hard to be humble
When you're so fuckin' big
Did you ever meet a sexier
Male chauvenist pig?

I'm gonna milk you 'til I turn it into cheese
Tear your bitten arms and know it
Please, come take a piece of me

If you drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't see me
I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
'Cause you just met
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man

Y'all know who I am
I'm still the boy next door
That's if you're Lord Litchfield and I'm Roger Moore
Have I gone up in the world
Or has the world gone down on me?
I'm the one who put the Brits in celebrity

Give in and love it
What's the point in hating me
You can't argue with popularity
Well, you could, but you'd be wrong

If you drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't need me
I don't exist
You voted for me
Now let me see a show of hands
Here before you stands

Can you make me laugh and sign this autograph
Though it's not for me
Clip and grin, shake and frame, name and shame
Then I'm outta here
It's not very complicated
I'm just young and overrated

Please don't drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't see me
I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Here before you stands

If you drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't need me
I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me see a show of hands
'Cause you just met
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers/A Deevoy
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing/ Copyright Control

 

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Handsome Man

"Hello, did you miss me?/I know I'm hard to resist/Y'all can come and help me/Pick the sweetcorn out of this..."

"'The World's Most Handsome Man' was a tagline that we'd come up with, and it was one of those days where you just go, ‘We can't say that, can we?...' And then I thought: no, I can say that because it will rub loads of people up the wrong way who don't like me, and the people that do like me will hopefully see the funny side of it. It's a pisstake on me. It was touch and go whether it was going to be on the album at all, because the demo was very lightweight and it was too twee. We toughened it up. It sounds a lot harder now. The mindset in the song - and if you don't listen you'll miss it - is that there's all that bravado and how great I think I am in the verses, and then in the chorus it says, ‘if you drop me, I'll fall to pieces on you... if you don't need me, I don't exist.' That's the most important bit of the song."

 

Come Undone 3:55 Lyrics

Come Undone

So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware so full of shit
So indecisive so adamant
I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
It's so frustrating just get another drink in
Watch me come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum
And I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone

So rock and roll so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all

I'm not scared of dying I just don't want to
If I stopped lying I'd just disappoint you
I come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum
And I'm your son
I've come undone

So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy a yacht by Saturday
It's a love song

A love song
Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise

And sing love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere
So sincere

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum

I'm your son
I've come undone
I've come undone
I've come undone
I've come undone
I am scum
Love your son
I am scum
Love your son

You've gotta love my sad song, my love song
My sad song, my love song, my sad song, my love song

 

Written by R Williams/B Ottestad/A Hamilton/ D Pierre
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ Twenty Seven Songs/ EMI Music Publishing

Buy this song Robbie says

Come Undone

"So unimpressed but so in awe' - that's the dichotomy of me. I think it's another one of those songs where I just want to dissect a perception of myself. ‘Because I'm scum and I'm your son' is not to my family. I saw Tupac come out of a courtroom once, and he said ‘you put me down, you say I'm this that or the other, but I'm a product of your environment, and I'm still your son, America.' That touched me. And I am England's son. And I'm not scum, but I've felt like it."

 

 

 

Me and My Monkey 7:12 Lyrics

Me and My Monkey

There was me and my monkey
And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet
He had the soft-top down (he liked the wind in his face)
He said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'no'
He said 'that's where we're gonna go - you need a change of pace'
And we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
He said 'I left my wallet in El Segondo' and proceeded to take two grand of mine
We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel
Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as well?
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said
'If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, then we've got a monkey bed!'

Me and my monkey
With a dream and a gun
I'm hoping my monkey don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did

We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor
We had a room up top with the panoramic views like nothing you'd ever seen before
He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow pages
Called up escort services and ordered some okey doke
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
In walked this big bad ass baboon into my bedroom with three monkey whores
'Hi! My name is Sunshine - these are my girls
Lace my palm with silver baby and oh yeah, they'll rock your world'
So I watched pay-per-view and polished my shoes and my gun
Was diggin' old Kurt Cobain sing about lithium
There came a knock at the door and in walked Sunshine
'What's up? You'd better get your ass in here boy, your monkey's having too
much of a good time!'

Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
Don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Billy The Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did

Got tickets to see Sheena Easton, the monkey was high
Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died
We left before encores, he couldn't sit still
Sheena was a blast baby but my monkey was ill
We went to play black-jack, kept hitting twenty three
Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Or was it my monkey? I couldn't be sure
It's not like you'd never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees before
Now don't test my patience 'cause we're not about to run
That's a bad ass monkey boy and he's packing a gun
'My name is Rodriguez', he says with death in his eye
'I've been chasing you for a long time amigos, and now your monkey's gonna die!'

Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
We don't wanna kill no Mexican
But we got ten itchy fingers
One thing to declare
When the monkey is high
You do not stare
You do not stare
You do not stare

Looks like we got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boy
And I ain't about to run
Put your gun down boy
or someones gonna get hurt

 

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers

Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

 

 

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Me and My Monkey

"There was me and my monkey/And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips/Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet..."

"Guy and I wrote it in Thailand. I can't say where it came from. I must have come up with ‘me and my monkey, him with his dungarees and rollerblades...' and I thought, ‘that's interesting - I wonder what happens'. And the rest just flowed. It was interesting to bring in characters, and to leave the ending open for the listener to choose. It says ‘me and my monkey...trying to understand why he did what he did'. And I don't know what he did. One day I'll find out."

 

Song 3 3:48 Lyrics

Song 3

Come join the band
Come shag the damned
God I blow them away
A heart of chrome
A broken home
I got plenty to say

Who are you doing?
Don't spoil my day
A bigger better offer baby
He's on his way
You gotta love LA

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
And I'm just the same

So Ebay baby
Haven't seen you lately
Do you still give it away?
So get my peeps
To call your peeps
'Cause we've got nothing to say

Don't feed the models
Don't look at the police
Don't go to Crenshaw boule
'Cause whitey can get fleeced
God I love LA

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
Like a jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Kaliforni-a .. USA baby

Who you doing baby?
Don't spoil my day
You've been gloating lately baby
And I dig LA
I'd have to say

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
I've gotta jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Kaliforni-a
USA
USA
USA

 

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Song 3

"Come join the band/Come shag the damned/God I blow them away..."

"I went to the Coachella festival and saw a lot of bands, and I didn't think there was anything really good there, and I just thought ‘I can do that'. But that's just the first verse. I think the majority of it is just the excitement of being in Los Angeles and truly, on a daily basis, belly-laughing, and feeling a lot of time out there that I'm indestructible. It sort of says everything and nothing, all at the same time..."

 

Hot Fudge 4:05 Lyrics

Hot Fudge

Queen bitch eat the rich
I'm on the second course today
I'm not the first and
I won't be the worst
She's done most of La
Can't find a virgin, I can get you a surgeon
Twenty-four hours a day
Call it Collagen jeanie
You big lip meanie
I'm about to be blown away
Come on sing it

Take me to the place
where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
And we've been dreaming
Of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to LA

Take the piss always English
God bless you Uncles Sam
You got a cool gene pool
And our winter is cruel
And God knows I love to tan
Making cents and dead Presidents
Before I could count to ten
With a nation behind me
Can't stop the limey
She's on her back again
Come on sing it

Take me to the place
where the sunshine flows
Oh my sunset rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
Cause we've been dreaming
Of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to LA LA.LA.LA LA.LA.LA LA.LA.LA

Take me to the place
where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
Cause we've been dreaming
of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to LA

Take me to the place
Where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
Cause we've been dreaming
Of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change

I'm moving to LA

Moving to LA
Keep on moving
Keep on moving
Keep on moving to LA LA LA
Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on
Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on
...and stop

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Hot Fudge

"Queen bitch eat the rich/I'm on the second course today..."

"At the school I went to I'd be thinking about what it must be like to be Lisa Stansfield - it was when she was becoming successful in America. I was ‘I wonder what it's like to be that, to do that, to go there and see these people...' It's a celebration of finding myself."

 

Cursed 4:01 Lyrics

Cursed

Dig your polished nails into the dirt
Rip your skirts off, wipe the hurt off
You know it tears my heart out when you
Flirt with danger and any stranger

You're not as stupid as I look
Before I could read, you wrote the book

Cursed
Since your birth dear
And you worst fears
Have all come true

Found my head when I got my first tattoo
(Thought I was naked when I penetrated)
Told everyone I'd slept with you
(Thought you liked it or you would've denied it)

Saint Peter's gonna be unfaithful
Tell God he's got a dirty angel

Cursed since your birth dear
And you worst fears
Have all come true
Babe, you're not the first
You are cursed dear
'Cause I'm still here
And I'm cursed, too
Cursed like you

Hush
Baby sleep now
We all love you
We always did

Cursed since your birth dear
And you worst fears
Have all come true
Babe, you're not the first
You are cursed dear
'Cause I'm still here
And I'm cursed, too
Cursed like you

Hush
Baby sleep now
We all miss you
We alway will

 

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers/A Deevoy
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing/ Copyright Control

 

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Cursed

"Dig your polished nails into the dirt/Rip your skirt off, wipe the hurt off..."

"A homage to a friend of mine that passed away. ‘St Peter's going to be unfaithful/tell God he's got a dirty angel' - it's very sexy. I've tried to do it as rock'n'roll as I could do to fit them, and still be loving. I mourn their loss."

 

Nan's Song 2:12 Lyrics

Nan's Song

You said when you'd die that you'd walk
with me everyday
And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way
With the blink of an eye the lord came
and asked you to meet
You went to a better place but He stole you
away from me

And now she lives in heaven
But I know they let her out
To take care of me

There's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pay silence my fears she is near
Bringing heaven down here

I miss your love I miss your touch
But I'm feeling you everyday
And I can almost here you say
"You've come along way baby"

And now you live in heaven
But I know they let you out
To take care of me

There's a strange kind of light
In my bedroom tonight
Pray silence my fears she is near
Bring your heaven down here

You taught me kings and queens
While stroking my hair
In my darkest hour I know you are there
Kneeling down beside me
Whispering my prayer

Yes there's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pray silence my fear
She is near
Bringing heaven down here

The next time that we meet
I will bow at her feet
And say wasn't life sweet
Then we'll prepare
To take heaven down there

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Nan's Song

"You said when you'd die that you'd walk with me every day/And I'd start to cry and say ‘please don't talk that way'..."

"I completely wrote everything, the words and the music. It's about my nan who passed away about five years ago. She was a lovely person and she loved me to death and I thought it was only fitting that my first ever song should be about someone I love."

 

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How Peculiar 3:13 Lyrics

How Peculiar

I am all of the above babe
Jonny long strokes to the grave
Saving all the stamps and spend it on a kettle
Rub me rub me up right lovely
If you lick, then lick it battery
Good and properly all night if you want

I haven't got a clue what to do with you
I need for you to love me so much
Jesus what am I gonna do with this crush
Just get the old fella and whack it up against her tush

How peculiar

Bend your long legs against the sofa
In the Dorchester you can get your all bran
I'm not into hard sports

Oh I haven't got a clue what to do with you
Jesus all the things my head is going through
God what am I gonna do with this crush
Just whack the the old man out and get it up against your tush

How peculiar

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How Peculiar

"I am all of the above..."

"I'd got a massive crush on somebody and I couldn't handle it. It became all-consuming and overwhelming for about two months. I couldn't concentrate on anything, and we had the backing track to this song, and what was sung, I'm proud to say, was the first take - no lyrics written beforehand - so it was just a train of thought. Probably because I didn't have any confidence in myself being able to pull off my infatuation, the whole lyric is about me being amazing. It was far from what I felt at the time, but I was probably saying it to bolster my self-confidence."

 

 

Feel 4:22 Lyrics

Feel

Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given

I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don't understand

I just want to feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
'Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste

I don't want to die
But I ain't keen on living either
Before I fall in love
I'm preparing to leave her

I scare myself to death
That's why I keep on running
Before I've arrived
I can see myself coming

I just want to feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
'Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins

Going to waste
And I need to feel real love
And a life ever after
I cannot give it up

I just want to feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
I got too much love
Running through my veins
To go to waste

I just wanna feel real love
In a life ever after
There's a hole in my soul
You can see it in my face
It's a real big place

Come and hold my hand
I want to contact the living

Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers

Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

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Feel

"Come and hold my hand/I wanna contact the living"

 

"Most of the vocal we used on the finished thing is from the original demo; I tried to sing it again and I just couldn't sing it as well as I did on that day. I pour my heart out. It's someone who's not really sure of his place in the world and what's going on."

 

Something Beautiful 4:48 Lyrics

Something Beautiful

You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful - that day
And love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical - these days
You analyse everyone you meet
But get no sign - the loving kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blind

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo - each day
And the past that cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful
You just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul, no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

(It'll come your way)
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way)

All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul, no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

Written by R Williams/G Chambers

Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Something Beautiful

You can't manufacture a miracle/the silence was pitiful - that day...We wrote this in Barbados when I was in between good times. I think the demo was a bit lightweight - it wasn't Al Green enough or Macy Gray enough. We originally offered it to Tom Jones and he was interested in it but I don't think his people completely got it or liked it, so I was ‘if we can make this more soulful I think it would be great to be on the album'. It's about sitting in bed at night thinking: I wish I wasn't here by myself."

Monsoon 3:46 Lyrics

Monsoon

I've sung some songs that were lame
I've slept with girls on the game
I've got my Catholic shame
Lord I'm in purgatory
Basically, it's all come on top for me

I wasn't me when we met
You haven't lost my respect
I'm here to serve and protect
What shade of insanity
Keeps leading you back to me

So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon

Don't wanna piss on your parade
I'm here to make money and get laid
Yeah I'm a star but I'll fade
If you ain't sticking your knives in me
You will be eventually

To all you Sharons and Michelles
With all your tales to sell
Save your meat money well
I'm glad that spending a night with me
Guaranteed you celebrity

And I can't talk in a crowd
When I'm alone I'm too loud
You've done your daddies proud
Thank you for keeping me company
You've all been so nice to me

So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon

Oh Lor', I feel nothing
I know much smarter men never got this far

I've got so many regrets
I smoked too many cigarettes
I've had more blondes than brunettes
I'm not expecting your sympathy
But it's all been too much for me

So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon
So put your hands across the water
Mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon

Written by R Williams/G Chambers, published by BMG Music Publishing/EMI Music Publishing

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Monsoon

"I've slept with girls on the game..."

"It just depends what game you're looking at, doesn't it? It was a song that Guy and I wrote in the Bahamas that I'd binned because I was being too self-critical, and all of a sudden it turned out to be amazing. I think it's really honest. An awful lot of stuff is written about me and there's a lot of speculation and you have no forum to actually present yourself where people get an honest view of you. ‘Monsoon' is a very honest version of what I think is going on."

 

Sexed Up 4:11 Lyrics

Sexed Up

Loose lips sunk ships
I'm getting to grips
With what you said
Know it's not in my head
I lay a bet that I'm ok

Why don't we talk about it
Why do you always doubt that
There could be a better way
It doesn't make me want to stay

Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away

You say we're fatally flawed
When I'm easily bored
Is that okay
Strike me off your list
Make this the last kiss

I'll walk away
Why don't we talk about it
I'm only here don't shout it
Given time we'll forget
Let's pretend we never meet

Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And we're not sexed up

That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
Screw you I didn't like your taste anyway
I chose you and that's all gone to waste
It's Saturday I'll go out and find another you

Why don't we
Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And we're not sexed up

That's what makes the difference today

 

Written by R. Williams/G.Chambers.

Published by EMI Music Publishing/BMG Music Publishing.

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Sexed Up

"There's sort of a grain of truth in that song, y'know, that it was written about an ex, but with all sorts of art and film, things get expanded with inaccuracies and half-truths surrounding everything and that was about an ex but I didn't feel as harshly as those lyrics came out."

 

 

Love Somebody 4:10 Lyrics

Love Somebody

Always and forever, is forever young
Your shadow on the pavement, the dark side of the sun
Got a dream the dream all over and sleep it tight
You don't wanna sing the blues in black and white
And it's hope that springs eternal for everyone
If it ain't broke then break it
Oh the damage done

Try and love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
Try and love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me

Violet in the rainbow just melts away
There's not enough minutes in an hour or hours in the day
A song played in a circle that never skips a beat
A stranger in a country that I have yet to meet
And let's hope that spring's eternal for everyone
Your lifetime in a second
All the damage done

Trying to love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Guess there's just no pleasing me
I wanna love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me

It'll come in your sweet time Lord
I've just got to let you in
The blind leading the blind Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love and only love will set you free

I wanna love somebody
Wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
I wanna love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me

It'll come in your sweet time Lord
I've just got to let you in
The blind leading the blind Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love and only love will set you free

Written by R Williams/G Chambers
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

Buy this song Robbie says

Love Somebody

"Always and forever young/Your shadow on the pavement, the dark side of the sun..."

"I do want to love somebody. I don't want to go out any more. I'd like to settle down now. We wrote it in the Bahamas and I didn't like the verse, but then we dug it out and re-wrote the verses and all of a sudden it fell into place. I'd been listening to ‘The Windmills Of Your Mind' and the verses are definitely my homage to that: ‘there's not enough minutes in an hour, or hours in the day... a song played in a circle that never skips a beat... a stranger in the country I have yet to meet...' Enigmatic paradoxes."

 

Revolution 5:44 Lyrics

Revolution

Don't fight the feeling - relax
Oh child the knots are in your back
'Cause you've been holding on
I can only feel you when you're reaching out
I'll talk you through memories
Just keep breathing with me
It's time to hold my hand
And walk into the revolution

When there's no-one to touch
And you've been thinking too much
You only hurt yourself when you think
About retribution
I see the pain in your face
And you're paying rent for the space
It's time to lead you onto the revolution

When you can't keep on keeping on
And everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody falls sometimes but love shines on

With love in your eyes and a flame in your heart
Gonna find yourself some resolution
A million miles with one step
And you'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution

Love lingers on you're just feeling it wrong
I know you're tired but when it's time to sleep
You're gone forever
Make friends with your past
Then you can leave it at last
It's time to find yourself in your revolution

When you can't keep on keeping on
And everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody falls sometimes but love shines on

With love in your eyes and a flame in your heart
Gonna find yourself some resolution
A million miles with one step
And you'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution

Time and tide's on your side
There's no need to hide
I feel your pain
Don't talk to me about evolution
A million miles with one stare
And you'll find myself there
When I'm walking with the revolution

Written by R Williams/G Chambers
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Revolution

"Don't fight the feeling relax/Oh child the knots are in your back..."

"This was added to the album at the eleventh hour. We actually wrote it by mistake, and the day we wrote it I went home thinking, ‘well, at least we've got a great tune for the start of the next album'. And then I thought, ‘I'm not waiting years to put that on an album!' So we quickly recorded it and asked Rose Stone to come down and sing with me on it. The revolution is, once again, love lost. Lack of hope. But get your torch out, and shine it for yourself."

 

Handsome Man 3:54 Lyrics

Handsome Man

Hello. Did you miss me?
I know I'm hard to resist
Y'all can come and help me
Pick the sweet corn out of this
It's hard to be humble
When you're so fuckin' big
Did you ever meet a sexier
Male chauvenist pig?

I'm gonna milk you 'til I turn it into cheese
Tear your bitten arms and know it
Please, come take a piece of me

If you drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't see me
I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
'Cause you just met
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man

Y'all know who I am
I'm still the boy next door
That's if you're Lord Litchfield and I'm Roger Moore
Have I gone up in the world
Or has the world gone down on me?
I'm the one who put the Brits in celebrity

Give in and love it
What's the point in hating me
You can't argue with popularity
Well, you could, but you'd be wrong

If you drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't need me
I don't exist
You voted for me
Now let me see a show of hands
Here before you stands

Can you make me laugh and sign this autograph
Though it's not for me
Clip and grin, shake and frame, name and shame
Then I'm outta here
It's not very complicated
I'm just young and overrated

Please don't drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't see me
I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Here before you stands

If you drop me
I'll fall to pieces on ya
If you don't need me
I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me see a show of hands
'Cause you just met
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers/A Deevoy
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing/ Copyright Control

 

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Handsome Man

"Hello, did you miss me?/I know I'm hard to resist/Y'all can come and help me/Pick the sweetcorn out of this..."

"'The World's Most Handsome Man' was a tagline that we'd come up with, and it was one of those days where you just go, ‘We can't say that, can we?...' And then I thought: no, I can say that because it will rub loads of people up the wrong way who don't like me, and the people that do like me will hopefully see the funny side of it. It's a pisstake on me. It was touch and go whether it was going to be on the album at all, because the demo was very lightweight and it was too twee. We toughened it up. It sounds a lot harder now. The mindset in the song - and if you don't listen you'll miss it - is that there's all that bravado and how great I think I am in the verses, and then in the chorus it says, ‘if you drop me, I'll fall to pieces on you... if you don't need me, I don't exist.' That's the most important bit of the song."

 

Come Undone 3:55 Lyrics

Come Undone

So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware so full of shit
So indecisive so adamant
I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
It's so frustrating just get another drink in
Watch me come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum
And I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone

So rock and roll so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all

I'm not scared of dying I just don't want to
If I stopped lying I'd just disappoint you
I come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum
And I'm your son
I've come undone

So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy a yacht by Saturday
It's a love song

A love song
Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise

And sing love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere
So sincere

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum

I'm your son
I've come undone
I've come undone
I've come undone
I've come undone
I am scum
Love your son
I am scum
Love your son

You've gotta love my sad song, my love song
My sad song, my love song, my sad song, my love song

 

Written by R Williams/B Ottestad/A Hamilton/ D Pierre
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ Twenty Seven Songs/ EMI Music Publishing

Buy this song Robbie says

Come Undone

"So unimpressed but so in awe' - that's the dichotomy of me. I think it's another one of those songs where I just want to dissect a perception of myself. ‘Because I'm scum and I'm your son' is not to my family. I saw Tupac come out of a courtroom once, and he said ‘you put me down, you say I'm this that or the other, but I'm a product of your environment, and I'm still your son, America.' That touched me. And I am England's son. And I'm not scum, but I've felt like it."

 

 

 

Me and My Monkey 7:12 Lyrics

Me and My Monkey

There was me and my monkey
And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet
He had the soft-top down (he liked the wind in his face)
He said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'no'
He said 'that's where we're gonna go - you need a change of pace'
And we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
He said 'I left my wallet in El Segondo' and proceeded to take two grand of mine
We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel
Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as well?
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said
'If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, then we've got a monkey bed!'

Me and my monkey
With a dream and a gun
I'm hoping my monkey don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did

We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor
We had a room up top with the panoramic views like nothing you'd ever seen before
He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow pages
Called up escort services and ordered some okey doke
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
In walked this big bad ass baboon into my bedroom with three monkey whores
'Hi! My name is Sunshine - these are my girls
Lace my palm with silver baby and oh yeah, they'll rock your world'
So I watched pay-per-view and polished my shoes and my gun
Was diggin' old Kurt Cobain sing about lithium
There came a knock at the door and in walked Sunshine
'What's up? You'd better get your ass in here boy, your monkey's having too
much of a good time!'

Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
Don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Billy The Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did

Got tickets to see Sheena Easton, the monkey was high
Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died
We left before encores, he couldn't sit still
Sheena was a blast baby but my monkey was ill
We went to play black-jack, kept hitting twenty three
Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Or was it my monkey? I couldn't be sure
It's not like you'd never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees before
Now don't test my patience 'cause we're not about to run
That's a bad ass monkey boy and he's packing a gun
'My name is Rodriguez', he says with death in his eye
'I've been chasing you for a long time amigos, and now your monkey's gonna die!'

Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
We don't wanna kill no Mexican
But we got ten itchy fingers
One thing to declare
When the monkey is high
You do not stare
You do not stare
You do not stare

Looks like we got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boy
And I ain't about to run
Put your gun down boy
or someones gonna get hurt

 

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers

Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing

 

 

Buy this song Robbie says

Me and My Monkey

"There was me and my monkey/And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips/Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet..."

"Guy and I wrote it in Thailand. I can't say where it came from. I must have come up with ‘me and my monkey, him with his dungarees and rollerblades...' and I thought, ‘that's interesting - I wonder what happens'. And the rest just flowed. It was interesting to bring in characters, and to leave the ending open for the listener to choose. It says ‘me and my monkey...trying to understand why he did what he did'. And I don't know what he did. One day I'll find out."

 

Song 3 3:48 Lyrics

Song 3

Come join the band
Come shag the damned
God I blow them away
A heart of chrome
A broken home
I got plenty to say

Who are you doing?
Don't spoil my day
A bigger better offer baby
He's on his way
You gotta love LA

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
And I'm just the same

So Ebay baby
Haven't seen you lately
Do you still give it away?
So get my peeps
To call your peeps
'Cause we've got nothing to say

Don't feed the models
Don't look at the police
Don't go to Crenshaw boule
'Cause whitey can get fleeced
God I love LA

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
Like a jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Kaliforni-a .. USA baby

Who you doing baby?
Don't spoil my day
You've been gloating lately baby
And I dig LA
I'd have to say

I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
I've gotta jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Kaliforni-a
USA
USA
USA

 

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Song 3

"Come join the band/Come shag the damned/God I blow them away..."

"I went to the Coachella festival and saw a lot of bands, and I didn't think there was anything really good there, and I just thought ‘I can do that'. But that's just the first verse. I think the majority of it is just the excitement of being in Los Angeles and truly, on a daily basis, belly-laughing, and feeling a lot of time out there that I'm indestructible. It sort of says everything and nothing, all at the same time..."

 

Hot Fudge 4:05 Lyrics

Hot Fudge

Queen bitch eat the rich
I'm on the second course today
I'm not the first and
I won't be the worst
She's done most of La
Can't find a virgin, I can get you a surgeon
Twenty-four hours a day
Call it Collagen jeanie
You big lip meanie
I'm about to be blown away
Come on sing it

Take me to the place
where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
And we've been dreaming
Of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to LA

Take the piss always English
God bless you Uncles Sam
You got a cool gene pool
And our winter is cruel
And God knows I love to tan
Making cents and dead Presidents
Before I could count to ten
With a nation behind me
Can't stop the limey
She's on her back again
Come on sing it

Take me to the place
where the sunshine flows
Oh my sunset rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
Cause we've been dreaming
Of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to LA LA.LA.LA LA.LA.LA LA.LA.LA

Take me to the place
where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
Cause we've been dreaming
of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to LA

Take me to the place
Where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to LA
Cause we've been dreaming
Of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change

I'm moving to LA

Moving to LA
Keep on moving
Keep on moving
Keep on moving to LA LA LA
Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on
Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on Keep on moving
Moving on
...and stop

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Hot Fudge

"Queen bitch eat the rich/I'm on the second course today..."

"At the school I went to I'd be thinking about what it must be like to be Lisa Stansfield - it was when she was becoming successful in America. I was ‘I wonder what it's like to be that, to do that, to go there and see these people...' It's a celebration of finding myself."

 

Cursed 4:01 Lyrics

Cursed

Dig your polished nails into the dirt
Rip your skirts off, wipe the hurt off
You know it tears my heart out when you
Flirt with danger and any stranger

You're not as stupid as I look
Before I could read, you wrote the book

Cursed
Since your birth dear
And you worst fears
Have all come true

Found my head when I got my first tattoo
(Thought I was naked when I penetrated)
Told everyone I'd slept with you
(Thought you liked it or you would've denied it)

Saint Peter's gonna be unfaithful
Tell God he's got a dirty angel

Cursed since your birth dear
And you worst fears
Have all come true
Babe, you're not the first
You are cursed dear
'Cause I'm still here
And I'm cursed, too
Cursed like you

Hush
Baby sleep now
We all love you
We always did

Cursed since your birth dear
And you worst fears
Have all come true
Babe, you're not the first
You are cursed dear
'Cause I'm still here
And I'm cursed, too
Cursed like you

Hush
Baby sleep now
We all miss you
We alway will

 

 

Written by R Williams/G Chambers/A Deevoy
Published by BMG Music Publishing/ EMI Music Publishing/ Copyright Control

 

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Cursed

"Dig your polished nails into the dirt/Rip your skirt off, wipe the hurt off..."

"A homage to a friend of mine that passed away. ‘St Peter's going to be unfaithful/tell God he's got a dirty angel' - it's very sexy. I've tried to do it as rock'n'roll as I could do to fit them, and still be loving. I mourn their loss."

 

Nan's Song 2:12 Lyrics

Nan's Song

You said when you'd die that you'd walk
with me everyday
And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way
With the blink of an eye the lord came
and asked you to meet
You went to a better place but He stole you
away from me

And now she lives in heaven
But I know they let her out
To take care of me

There's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pay silence my fears she is near
Bringing heaven down here

I miss your love I miss your touch
But I'm feeling you everyday
And I can almost here you say
"You've come along way baby"

And now you live in heaven
But I know they let you out
To take care of me

There's a strange kind of light
In my bedroom tonight
Pray silence my fears she is near
Bring your heaven down here

You taught me kings and queens
While stroking my hair
In my darkest hour I know you are there
Kneeling down beside me
Whispering my prayer

Yes there's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pray silence my fear
She is near
Bringing heaven down here

The next time that we meet
I will bow at her feet
And say wasn't life sweet
Then we'll prepare
To take heaven down there

 

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Nan's Song

"You said when you'd die that you'd walk with me every day/And I'd start to cry and say ‘please don't talk that way'..."

"I completely wrote everything, the words and the music. It's about my nan who passed away about five years ago. She was a lovely person and she loved me to death and I thought it was only fitting that my first ever song should be about someone I love."

 

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"Robbie has proven his detractors (and I have been among them) wrong the best way: by making pop that is fascinating, refreshing and suggests, despite his own apparent doubts, that he is worth every penny EMI have paid for him."
The Daily Telegraph, November ‘02

"Our favourite has to be the toe-tapping Something Beautiful. With its punchy beat and catchy melody, you'll pick up the tune on the first listen and it's guaranteed to have the Mr Williams wannabes reaching for the karaoke mic. He might have been away for a while, but there's no danger of his king of pop crown slipping. Welcome back, Rob."
Company, December ‘02

"...given a few listens Escapology reveals all the dark emotion, showmanship and tongue-in-cheek arrogance that gives Robbie his charm... Cynics may scorn at Robbie; he's got it all and he isn't afraid to acknowledge it. The thing to remember though is that we should forgive him, because he's Robbie and he's great."
BBC News, November ‘02

"Like Eminem, Williams is desperate to give his own spin on tabloid coverage and determined to prove himself as human as the rest of us, but incapable of letting us forget he's a star. Except Eminem is the voice of a generation while Robbie Williams is just the voice of Robbie Williams..."
NME, November ‘02