Some Other Suckers Parade


Not Where It's At

(Currie)


With some girls it don't matter who you hang with
With some girls it don't matter how you talk
And some girls they are easy to be yourself with
But the one girl that I want, ain't easy to please with what I've got

With some girls it don't matter where you're aiming
With some girls it don't matter how you act
And some girls they don't care what car you came in
But the one girl that I want, she wants that one bit of geography I lack

Yeah, she don't want me 'cos I'm not where it's at

And some girls they will worry about reactions
And some girls they don't give a damn for that
But somehow I ain't ever in on the action
'Cos the one girl I want, she wants that one little quality I lack

Yeah, she don't want me 'cos I'm not where it's at

I don't have my finger on the pulse of my generation
I just got my hand on my heart, I know no better location

Some Other Sucker's Parade

(Currie/McLoughlin)


I must've had a million damn unlucky days
But there ain't no cloud that a bottle can't chase away
I've done my deal of living, ran from place to place
But when the roof comes in I don't wanna take it straight

They say with faith any soul can make it
But hell, why should I wait
'Til the clouds go rain on some other sucker's parade

I've had my share of heartaches, let downs and tricks
But the everyday blues is the one thing I can fix
I've heard those holy brethren muttering my name
But it ain't no sin to drink when you're suffering

Patience, they say, is a saintly virtue
But hell, why should I wait
'Til the clouds go rain on some other sucker's parade
When every heavy sky just empties on your fate
Sometimes keeping dry's something to celebrate

So if the road of sin is the one I'm taking
I ain't gonna stray
'Til the clouds go rain on some other sucker's parade

Won't Make It Better

(Currie/Harvie)


So you say you are sick of love
Got a mind to give the damn thing up
Got a housefull of stuff your lovers left
Gonna take a bus to the city dump with it

So you want to throw away the old you
But the old you's old enough to know
It won't make it better

Sick of being a loser, so you say
Gonna go out and choose a new personality
Ain't gonna look at her pictures, lie awake all night
You're gonna dazzle the future with your inner light

So you want to throw away the old you
But the old you's old enough to know
It won't make it better

I've set out on that mission too
A little revolution to forget her
Trying to make it better

What I Think She Sees

(Currie)


I've been in this place many times before
With my baby's things among my shoes and strings and clothes
But just because I'm here
Don't mean I can't run out that door
Ain't that what those running shoes are for?

Baby likes to sleep on floor boards bare
And just to keep the peace, well I join her there
And she might say to me
'A better man I can't recall'
But what I think she sees ain't me at all

It ain't me at all to need somebody
Like some lovestruck casualty
It ain't me at all to feel so ready
To be what I think she sees

Baby claims I kiss like I really care
Well, I guess I'd say I don't but the truth ain't fair
And sometimes she looks at me and says
'Babe, my heart just stalled',
But what I think she sees ain't me at all.

Medicine

(Currie)


You can find another country if you want
Somewhere you can hide yourself away
Find yourself another set of holes to haunt
Get yourself another debt that you can't pay

Yeah, you can try to run for cover everywhere
Add another letter to your name
Burn everything you ever used to wear
Get yourself another lover that looks the same

But sometimes it's the medicine itself that makes the pain

Well, you can always make another move again
Another set of keys, a different town
And you can try to lose yourself in them
'Till the truth it catches up and cuts you down

'Cos sometimes it's the medicine itself that makes the pain

And you can always hide the wreckage that you come from
But every new disguise is just another lie to run from.

You can only try to fool yourself so long
With any kind of measure you can find
'Cos every phony pleasure you've been on
Has lifted off and left the pain behind.

'Cos sometimes it's the medicine itself that makes the pain

High Times

(Currie/Harvie)


Little snow white, she is sleeping 24 hours a day
She's got a right to be lazy, flat out of reasons to breathe
And it's cold baby, yes it's cold
But everything is relative can't you see we're living in

High times, dig the new domain
Living through high times, just don't crash my spiritual plane

Little snow white, she was hungry
Told to go out and graft for it
At the end of the rainbow she was mind blown
To be staring at a crock of shit
And it's hard baby, yes it's hard
But with a little intuition you can shift position in the

High times, touch the magic stone
Living through high times, pick up that spiritual phone.

Frittering packs of refuseniks, too drunk to muster any contempt
10 ways to relax on a cruise ship, one way to cover the rent
I've whored myself around enough to know, baby
You don't come with the customers and smile when you're spoken to in

High times, catch the cosmic vibe.
Living through high times, hey, has Ginger Baker died?
Living through high times, my planet's all out of line
Living through high times, man, just like '69

Mother Nature's Writing

(Currie/Harvie)


Open up your eyes,
Everything is crying out this could be your time
She fell out of the sky,
Must every star been working on
Heavenly designs

A crooked line of lightning, a silent movie moon
Mother nature's writing to you

So button up your lip
You don't get many chances in the time between the tides.
The weather's rolling in
In a minute flat you'll be soaking wet
So kiss her while it's dry

A crooked line of lightning, a silent movie moon
Mother nature's writing to you

No Family Man

(Currie)


Well, I talk like a boy to my baby sometimes
And you talk like a baby when your boy is crying
You made something to love but I love what I am
No family man

So don't tell me you've got something better than me
Don't say that it's a great mystery
It's just making love what you want it to be,
That's why I am no family man

And that is why all that I have in the world
Is an ocean of time with this beautiful girl

Have you got something to prove with your own little you
Have I wasted my time, cut through the family line
In the race to life, I am an also-ran
But I've run enough to know
I'm no family man.
Yeah I've done enough to know I'm no family man.

Cruel Light Of Day

(Currie)


Someone's opening up for business
The morning rings the same old way
But someone should've taught me forgiveness
Now I see it in the cruel light of day

Tell him he's done me a kindness
She was going to leave anyway
But love is such sweet blindness
'Til you see it in the cruel light of day

Last night was just a comedy
And I woke up like a walking tragedy
And it was right in front of me
But I just laughed and turned my eyes away.

So pour me another cup of coffee
I ain't ever seen the city look so grey
And those pretty little diamonds in the darkness
They ain't no jewels in the cruel light of day.

No I ain't some accessory
She can slip off from her back and just fold away
I don't need no one undressing me
When I wake up in the same suit everyday.

So someone's opening up for business
The shutters roll so familiarly
And out of darkness comes relief sing the witless
But I don't see it in the cruel light of day.

Funny Way To Win

(Currie/Harvie)


So you want me to play the bleeding role
Just so he can know how I needed you.
Well that's okay with me, it's a part I think I know
God knows he won't need to suspend belief.

I know it's just a game and losing you's
How it just begins...ain't that a funny way to win

So I run around dragging people down
Holding my broken heart like a cheap cartoon
Just so he can see it's a sucker who
Does to you what you did to me

I know it's just a game and losing you's
How it just begins...ain't that a funny way to win

So if there's another need that I can still serve
I'm low on self esteem but I'm high on nerve

Through All That Nothing

(Currie/Harvie)


Honey, sometimes those big blue eyes
Can make me fall out of bed in surprise
In the bright morning sun,
In the howling wind, in the shirt you sleep in,
You're the one

'Cos it's you, that I tried to find
Every day and every night through all that nothing

The hands of fate, couldn't have done it all
As if the rain ever cared where it falls
And there were times when I know that I
Just fell in love to give myself an alibi.

'Cos it's you I was waiting for
Every day and every night through all that nothing

So it's true now, I can see
All that nothing that I knew
Was so something like you'd
Come to me...

Through all that nothing.

Life Is Full

(Currie)


People say you are a stand up guy
You'd never hurt no one and you'd never try
And you laugh and you cry
And you do all the things that anybody does to show they are alive.

Friends say you are a careful man
You always favour reason where you can
And you laugh and you cry
And you do all the things that anybody does to show they are alive.

But wherever you go, whatever you do
You know that they won't find a fool quite like you.

Yeah life is full (of easy choices)
Yeah life is full (of simple rules)
But when love comes you don't have no room
When life is full.

People say you are a patient guy
You'd never rush something if it ain't right
And you make those mistakes that everybody does
And you deal with them as you go
From tripping on a shoelace to falling in love
You keep things under control

Lucky Guy

(Currie/Harvie)


Baby, hold it, just let me try
For just one minute be this other guy
Live his life
With my home and my faithful wife
And your pretty face to kiss some nights

Ain't I a lucky guy, I get what I want
Ain't I a lucky guy, unlucky for some.

Baby, I like it, it feels alright
Now that I see it through his cheating eyes
I can't stop smiling
How could I not be satisfied
So glad I ain't the one on the losing side

Ain't I a lucky guy, I get what I want
Ain't I a lucky guy, unlucky for some.

No need to feel guilty baby
I'm happy to be
The one that you come to babe, instead of me

So I don't know where tonight
Love will lead me but that's alright 'cos

Ain't I a lucky guy, I get what I want
Ain't I a lucky guy, unlucky for some.

Make It Always Be Too Late

(Currie)


What I want is everything to clear
So let the clocks be wrong
Let the evening be longer let me drown in here
What I want gets clouded by the sun
I can't see beyond
The petty things that living here brings everyone.
So get lost with me, let the whole world wait
Make it always be too late

What I want is right before my eyes
So set me up a drink
Pull the shutters down on all those prying satellites
'Cos what I want is everything to be clear
So if you stop your watch
You might stop the morning's cruel hammer falling here

So get lost with me, let the whole world wait
Make it always be too late

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