ALBUM: Promises And Lies ARTIST: UB40 DATE: 1993 SONG: C'est La Vie WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- a woman came and said to me she'd seen a lady sell her baby for ten or twenty dollars maybe and everybody thinks she's crazy they're too blind to see she never failed to call attention to the things we never mention real horror, daily, courtesy of your tv c'est la vie a woman came and said to me now listen very carefully there's brother killing brother people living on their knees biting sugar coated bullets for the pain of this disease c'est la vie a woman came and said to me she had a husband on an island found his body on a wasteland soldiers came and took him just to torture her you see all alone she mourned her lover crossed the sea to find a brother maybe he could help her get her baby back for free c'est la vie SONG: Desert Sand WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- you tell me there's no darkness while the sun shines down on you and just because your life is peaceful there's no fighting left to do for every cup that runneth over many more are filled with pain you talk to me of sunshine when it's pouring down with rain just because you can't see it doesn't mean it isn't there just because it can't touch you doesn't mean you shouldn't care for every life that's lit with love many more are racked with pain you talk to me of sunshine when it's pouring down with rain it's a long black night, good people descended on our land share your light make a flower grow in the desert sand SONG: Promises And Lies WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- all the sorrow and the pain all the sacrifice in vain i was much too blind to see you make a looser out of me you put me down for oh so long while you sang your serpent's song the rest is history you can do no more to me i've been down so low had nowhere left to go i could see it in your eyes all your promises were lies promises and lies your cut was quick and deep but then you thought you'd never need a friend but all things change, and tides must turn and you let all your bridges burn too many fatal wounds to heal now you're feeling what i feel the rest is history you can do no more to me i've been down so low had nowhere left to go i could see it in your eyes all your promises were lies promises and lies SONG: Bring Me Your Cup WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- did i ever say, how i feel about you a thing i never found that easy to do the things that you do, don't need to be heard you know your actions, baby, speak louder than words i've got the bottle, bring me your cup pop the cork, and try a sup and when you're empty, i'll fill you up we'll drink it down till the sun comes up i'm heading home, like a steaming train foot to the floor, in the driving rain my head is aching and my mouth is dry i've got a thirst only you can satisfy i've got the bottle, bring me your cup pop the cork, and try a sup and when you're empty, i'll fill you up we'll drink it down till the sun comes up SONG: Higher Ground WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- moon and stars sit way up high earth and trees beneath them lie the wind blows fragrant lullaby to cool the night for you and i on the wing the birds fly free leviathan tames angry sea the flower waits for honeybee the sunrise wakes new life in me and every hour of every day i'm learning more the more i learn, the less i know about befor the less i know, the more i want to look around digging deep for clues on higher ground... the fishes swim while rivers run thru fields to feast my eyes upon intoxicated drinking from the loving cup of burning sun in dreams i'll crave familiar taste of whispered rain on weary face of kisses sweet and warm embrace another time another place and every hour of every day i'm learning more the more i learn, the less i know about befor the less i know, the more i want to look around digging deep for clues on higher ground... SONG: Reggae Music WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- i said we friendship come first, the band did come second and that's why i decided to put it in a song so listen crowd of people and throw up unnu hands if you love dem their style and you love dem pattern reggae music can't refuse it so give us what we want and mek we gwan i said yes crowd of people we come back again i man thriller e. and all me best friends i know most of dem from age eleven and some of dem even even befor then we travel the whole world, think it could never end but don't get me wrong it a no big problem 'cos reggae what we love and that's what we defend and that there love that could a never end reggae music can't refuse it so give us what we want and mek we gwan so let me get back to the subject of me friends 'cos me respect and love love the whole of them and that there love that could a never end. and now it is time to hail the whole of them me love me mickey v. him in a category robin on guitar him just a nice up every bar me love me astro because him deh pon de go me love me norman 'cos him a don gorgon me love me ali c. with his golden voicee him nice up every dance nice up every party. me love me brian t. pon the saxophonee buttons pon the bone, patrick him a hit the high c them bad pon their own or in a section of three and that only leaves me and jimmy jimmy a the drummer me a the bassee and that is the whole of ub40 SONG: Can't Help Falling In Rain WRITTEN: Weiss, Peretti, Creatore ------------------------------------------------- ... SONG: Now And Then WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- now and then i must admit i wonder if i had the chance to vanquish foes with nothing more than just a glance how perfect every single day would be to never wait in driving rain for the bus that never came not to be the one to blame for anybody else's misery now and then i contemplate a different way around this day with nothing more than simple words, so i can say i'm quite content and happy being me walking tall with peace of mind to leave no childhood dreams behind arriving home to always find things just as i know they ought to be now and then i must admit i wonder if i had the chance to vanquish foes with nothing more than just a glance how perfect every single day would be to never wait in driving rain for the bus that never came not to be the one to blame for anybody else's misery now and then i wake up, when it hits me like a ton of bricks i realise it's me who has to take the licks no angels up there looking after me no rainbow with a pot of gold no cloak to shield mee from the cold no pill to stop me growing old dreams fading into stark reality SONG: Things Ain't Like They Used To Be WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- are you wondering why no one talks any more and all you hear is the cry for war are you wondering if there are people who hurt inside the same as you there are grey-faced men always telling me things ain't like they used to be you kids have got no self respect wake up old man to your neglect it's dog eat dog it's hand to mouth it's east and west it's north and south just like you drummed it into me things ain't like they used to be i'll tell you why i can't afford to hang my hopes upon your word and when i'm done, i'll join the queue and take my chance, no thanks to you it's in or out it's stop and go it isn't what it's who you know i've heard you, now can you hear me things ain't like they used to be ancient rules for ancient men but this is now and that was then don't lay your heavy hand on me and sink me in your poison sea it's us and them it's me and you it's guessing games it's what to do exactly like you said to me things ain't like they used to be are you wondering why no one talks any more and all you hear is the cry for war are you wondering if there are people who hurt inside the same as you SONG: It's A Long Long Way WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- it's a long long way from here don't you worry yourself my dear it's a long long way from here drought and famine in tv land real sunday papers credit card ina your hand sing your song of freedom just to ease your troubled mind and save your guilty pennies for the ones you leave behind the burdon that you carry from the cradle to the grave is like a badge of honour that you wear upon your sleeve you make your contribution and you shed a little tear and stage your celebration just to show how much you care you obscure your stolen power with hypocrisy and lies you talk of understanding is a wafer thin disguise you glorify my image but deny me flesh and blood you rediate with goodness when you hear me beg for food those rivers of blood will flow again someone changed the lyrics but the song remains the same you can built a wall of protocol to keep the wolves at bay but history dictates that someone has to pay it's a long long way from here don't you worry yourself my dear it's a long long way from here SONG: Sorry WRITTEN: UB40 ------------------------------------------------- please don't say sorry presuming a respect for what you say if in your heart you mean it then you understand me feeling you must prove it sign the cheque without delay most humbly yours, four hundred years back pay just don't say sorry as if that can excuse this tyranny no value in your talking money speaks and bullshit's walking round in circles re-inventing history trying to erase our memory if you say sorry can i assume you've realised the shame the seeds of your oppression fall and ripen with aggression you can't hold us any longer with your chains time to compensate us for our claims i'm not begging charity don't confuse the things i say give me what belongs to me give me what belongs to me rap: don't bother wi' no sorry don't bother wi' delay a four hundred years is not just the other day i'm not begging charity don't confuse up your mind payment overdue fe a long long time you come a we gate no bother hesitate you tek away we tings like a damn pirate ( UB40 is: Astro, James Brown, Ali Campbell, Robin Campbell, Earl Falconer, Norman Hassan, Brian Travers, Michael Virtue) ---------------------END-------cut-here-------------------- ciao Thomas 'Vialli' Wallner