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  • Car Fiction 2:31 Lyrics

    Car Fiction

    In a taxi chasing for the sun,
    All around us strangers everyone,
    With no hope for what they hope for,
    We could drive all of our tears away.

    Oh oh ho run run away,
    Maybe we could run away,
    Oh oh ho run run away,
    Maybe we could run away,
    Oh oh ho.

    In a taxi ride that ends too soon,
    The city skyline tries to kick the moon,
    We have no time for what they wait for,
    We can drive all of our tears away.

    Oh oh ho run run away,
    Maybe we could run away,
    Oh oh ho run run away,
    Maybe we could run away,
    Oh oh ho.

    You and I against the walled in generation,
    You and I could kick the walls away,
    We have no time for what they wait for,
    We can run fast we can run far.

    Oh oh ho run run away,
    Maybe we could run away,
    Oh oh ho run run away,
    Maybe we could run away,
    Oh oh ho run run away,
    Maybe we could run away,
    Oh oh ho run run away,
    Maybe we could run away,
    Oh oh ho.

  • King Of The Kerb 3:59 Lyrics

    King Of The Kerb

    Sugar smile savvy,
    The king of the kerb,
    Got a temper in the style of a bomb,
    Got his friends in his pocket,
    Or safe behind bars,
    All the local boys know what he’s done.

    He turns if on, he turns it on, he turns it on.
    Same boys doing it for themselves,
    There’s somebody out there doing it for you,
    Safe while you’re paying out for your health,
    They’re the kings of the kerb,
    And everybody knows what they’re worth.

    Sugar smile savvy,
    The king of the kerb,
    Keeps the order in this part of the town,
    All the shadows in the alley,
    The shapes at the bar,
    Like to service him when he does the round.

    He turns if on, he turns it on, he turns it on.
    Same boys doing it for themselves,
    There’s somebody out there doing it for you,
    Safe while you’re paying out for your health,
    They’re the kings of the kerb,
    And everybody knows what they’re worth.

    Safe from harm and safe from greed,
    A little protection is at that you need,
    Safe from harm and safe from greed,
    They’re just a racket machine.

    Same boys doing it for themselves,
    There’s somebody out there doing it for you,
    Same boys doing it for themselves,
    There’s somebody out there doing it for you,
    Same boys doing it for themselves,
    There’s somebody out there looking it for you,
    Safe while you’re paying out for your health,
    They’re the kings of the kerb,
    They’re the kings of the kerb,
    They’re the kings of the kerb,
    And everybody knows what they’re worth.

  • Great Things 3:31 Lyrics

    Great Things

    I wanna do great things,
    I don’t wanna compromise,
    I wanna know what life is,
    I wanna know everything,
    I wanna do great things,
    I don’t wanna compromise,
    I wanna know what love is,
    Is it something I do to myself.

    All is fair in love and war,
    Or so they say and so the saying goes,
    But I’ve seen more broken hearts,
    Than you can count the bullets in a war,
    Oh what do I know,
    There’s gotta be so much I don’t know.

    I wanna do great things,
    I don’t wanna compromise,
    I wanna know what life is,
    I wanna try everything,
    I wanna do great things,
    I don’t wanna compromise,
    I wanna know what love is,
    Is it something I do to myself,
    Something I do to myself.

    What is life apart from memories or
    Dreams and friendships we have known
    And it smells childhood tales
    Contemplating clothes that you have worn
    Oh what do I know
    There’s gotta be so much I don’t know

    I wanna do great things,
    I don’t wanna compromise,
    I wanna know what life is,
    Is it something I do to myself,
    Something I do to myself.

    Never wanted many things,
    Except the chance to learn,
    From my mistakes
    Funny how you never learn,
    But know them when they,
    Come around again,
    Oh what do I know,
    There’s gotta be so much I don’t know.

    I wanna do great things,
    I don’t wanna compromise,
    I wanna know what life is,
    I wanna try everything,
    I wanna do great things,
    I don’t wanna compromise,
    I wanna know what love is,
    Is it something I do to myself,
    Something I do to myself,
    Something you do to yourself.

  • Natural Animal 3:27 Lyrics

    Natural Animal

    In and out of prison,
    Sitting in a pit of a cell,
    Lick the blood of the wall,
    Razor blade love letter hell,
    So you left me there,
    Didn’t care that they’d break down the door,
    Were you really late,
    Did you run away,
    Left me to be caught.

    Where are you now?
    Where are you now?
    You’re supposed to be a friend of mine,
    You’re supposed to be a friend of mine.

    In and out of trouble,
    Pushed in a school full of fools,
    I’m a natural animal,
    Bent by the rules,
    You know what I’ve done,
    It’s in everyone,
    Lurking in the cold,
    And you taught me all that I’ve ever known,
    Why let me go?

    Where are you now?
    Where are you now?
    You’re supposed to be a friend of mine,
    You’re supposed to be a friend of mine.

    Save the life of my own,
    Save the life of my own,
    Where are you now?
    Where are you now?

  • Go Away 2:44 Lyrics

    Go Away

    Here it comes the fools parade,
    Another clueless masquerade,
    And they’re way too slow,
    A waste of space,
    Yes they’re way too slow,
    Get out of the way.

    Go away,
    In my way,
    Go away,
    In the way oh.

    Here we go a suckers ride,
    Hearts and minds are paralyzed,
    And they’re way too stupid,
    They’ll be just fine,
    Yes they’re way too stupid,
    A waste of time,
    Everybody’s looking for something,
    Everybody’s looking for clues,
    And they’re way too late,
    They missed the news,
    And they think they’re great,
    With their fucked up points of view.

    Go away,
    In my way,
    Go away,
    In the way oh.

    All because you thought for yourself now,
    Naughty girl you thought for yourself now.

    Go away,
    Go away.

  • Pantyhoses And Roses 3:25 Lyrics

    Pantyhoses And Roses

    She leaves her brains at the door,
    She drops her guts on the floor,
    She only listens out for everyday noises,
    She very calmly ignores,
    The littie things she abhors,
    She’s made her mind up to be tidy.

    It could change, it will never,
    It could change, it will never,
    It could change, it will never,
    It could change, it will never,
    It could change.

    He keeps his fingernails neat,
    He cleans the car once a week,
    He keeps an eye out for resistitle bargains,
    But everynight in his sleep,
    He dreams of sex on the street,
    He longs for pantyhose and roses.

    It could change, it will never,
    It could change, it will never,
    It could change, it will never,
    It will change, it could never,
    It could change, change,
    Oh!.

    All these years, all this time,
    Learn to suffer, compromise,
    Turn away, tolerate,
    Learn to suffer what you hate.

    And it could change, it will never,
    It could change, it will never,
    It could change, it will never,
    It will change, it could never,
    It could change, change.

    You got me walking alone,
    You got me walking alone,
    You got me walking alone,
    You got me walking alone.

  • Something Hot In A Cold Country 4:01 Lyrics

    Something Hot In A Cold Country

    You should have been a rambler,
    A counterfeit gambler,
    Would you steal the sunflowers for me,
    I see you’ve been fighting,
    With molotov writing,
    They tried to drag you under, I see.

    Did they try to tell you you’re strange,
    Did they try to push you away,
    Hold on.

    Feed the fire, fan the flame,
    TiII the world remembers your name,
    Till you found of the sight what you see.

    Feed the fire, fan the flame,
    Till the world remembers your name,
    Something hot in a cold country.

    Hold on to your spirits,
    You’re a pain, not a poet,
    You’re special and they know it,
    They can see,
    They throw a net that pins you to the ground,
    Don’t let their blindness bring you down,
    Be stubborn and enioy it like me.

    Did they try to tell you you’re strange,
    Did they try to push you away,
    Hold on.

    Feed the fire, fan the flame,
    TiII the world remembers your name,
    Till you found the fire that you see.

    Feed the fire, fan the flame,
    Till the world remembers your name,
    Something hot in a cold country.

    I won’t see you falling,
    Hold on Hold on.

    Feed the fire, fan the flame,
    Till the world remembers your name,
    Till you find out the sight that you see.

    Feed the fire, fan the flame,
    Till the world remembers your name,
    Something hot in a cold country.

    I won’t see you falling,
    Hold on.

  • Four Letter Word 2:51 Lyrics

    Four Letter Word

    What a nice surprise,
    Well have I spoilt your appetite,
    And I told you once,
    I told you once,
    So let me tell you twice,
    I wanted to say,
    A toast to emotion,
    Raise your glasses high,
    And turn them this way,
    A balance of hormones,
    That make you feel like no one else,
    Make you just the sane.

    Here’s to love, here’s to hate,
    Here’s to all the things that makes me realise,
    This is a four letter word,
    Here’s to fear, here’s to fate,
    Here’s to all the things that makes me realise,
    This is a four letter word oh oh.

    It’s coming loud and clear,
    God I fancy you my dear,
    Well I might be wrong,
    I might be wrong,
    I might need glasses all along,
    My deepest emotions,
    Nothing more than chemical equations,
    Symphonies of stimulants,
    Swimming round in a beating gland,
    Really caused a traffic jam.

    Here’s to love, here’s to hate,
    Here’s to everything that makes me realise,
    This is a four letter word,
    Here’s to fear, here’s to fate,
    Here’s to all the things that makes me realise,
    This is a four letter word,
    Here’s to love, here’s to hate,
    Here’s to everything that makes me realise,
    This is a four letter word.

  • Nobody Like You 3:52 Lyrics

    Nobody Like You

    Inside it harbours,
    Desire bruises my skin,
    So near I’m hungry,
    I’d like to have more,
    In control, I’ve lost it,
    l’d like to try it again,
    It warms inside me,
    We’re moving one step closer each time.

    There’s nobody like you,
    Nobody like you,
    Nobody like you,
    Nobody like you anyway, oh anyway,
    There’s nobody like you,
    Nobody like you,
    Nobody can touch you,
    Nobody like you anyway oh anyway,
    Everyone knows.

    We fall, slow motion,
    I taste your breath in my veins,
    Like waves, vibrations,
    It’s coming up again,
    Let me climb inside you,
    Caress your fever tongue,
    Spread my wings around you,
    And we can slide.

    There’s nobody like you,
    Nobody like you,
    Nobody like you,
    Nobody like you anyway, oh anyway,
    There’s nobody like you,
    Nobody like you,
    Nobody can touch you,
    Nobody like you anyway oh anyway,
    Everyone knows.

    I’ve always craved,
    I tried to feed the hunger of an empty grave,
    You’ve shown me secrets I’ve not forgotten,
    l’ll give you all the love that I take,
    That I take.

    Inside it harbours,
    Desire bruises my skin,
    So near I’m hungry,
    We’re moving one step closer each time.

    There’s nobody like you,
    Nobody like you,
    Nobody like you,
    Nobody like you anyway, oh anyway,
    There’s nobody like you,
    Nobody like you,
    Nobody can touch you,
    Nobody like you anyway oh anyway.

    There’s nobody like you,
    Can you can you can oh oh oh,
    There’s nobody like you,
    Can you can you can oh oh oh,
    There’s nobody like you,
    Can you can you can oh oh oh.

  • In The Year 3:31 Lyrics

    In The Year

    In the year when your bicycle broke,
    You were crying in the yard,
    But the world was a glorious game,
    New adventures stole your heart.

    It will come, it will go,
    But you hold on to what you know,
    You play your part,
    You play your part,
    You only full for what you really want to.

    In the year when the future was lost,
    You were fighting in the class,
    Headed west with your wits and snarl,
    Left your parents in the past,
    ’78 was the year you explored,
    Tore your clothes and shaved your head,
    Joined a band with a broken down van,
    Thought your life was really swell.

    It will come, it will go,
    But you hold on to what you know,
    You play your part,
    You play your part,
    You only full for what you really want to,
    You only full for what you really want to.

    Save it all, save it all,
    Save it all and want your tears away,
    Save it all, save it all,
    Save it all and want those tears,
    It has gone, it has gone,
    But you hold on to what you know,
    You play your part,
    You play your part,
    You only full for what you really want to,
    You play your part,
    You only full for what you really want to.

  • Dark Therapy 5:30 Lyrics

    Dark Therapy

    High above the roof tops,
    Higher than the milky way,
    Slipping through the hour glass,
    Shooting up the desert plain,
    You are one life older than before,
    But you can’t stop the chill,
    Now you’re falling in slow motion,
    Though the air is still.

    If you close your eyes than I can take you all the way,
    Let me close your eyes and I will take it all the way.

    You are on the outside,
    Hands upon the window sill,
    I am on the inside,
    Carving up the hunters kill.

    If you close your eyes than I can take you all the way,
    Let me close your eyes and I will take it all the way.

    Cruising on a missile,
    Cruising on a desert plain,
    Wading through a minefield,
    Wading through the monsoon rain,
    Surfing on an oilspill,
    Surfing on a perfect wave,
    Porn upon the airwaves,
    Rituals of the mating game.

    If you close your eyes than I can take you all the way,
    Let me close your eyes and I will take it all the way.

  • Worms And Angels 2:38 Lyrics

    Worms And Angels

    Here and now,
    We are alone,
    Time she will hold her breath,
    Only the worms and angels,
    Know our names,
    But they have not found us,
    Although they surround us,
    I feel the distance closing.

    Come along,
    For you and I know,
    We’ve lived through the centuries,
    We’ve ridden the darkest horses,
    All our lives,
    We hunted our enemies,
    We fought with a fallacy,
    It’s time we were all God’s children.

    Far away,
    The galaxies soar,
    The stars are exploding still,
    I wish we could fly away,
    Fly away.

    Here and now,
    For you and I know,
    True love is deathless,
    These crumbling days are ending,
    By my side,
    Let’s walk in the garden,
    We’ll sleep in the ivy,
    We’ll be with the worms and angels.

  • BONUS MATERIAL - ON 2014 REISSUE:

  • Bonus Tracks - B-sides And Rarities -

  • Here Comes The Scene 3:16
  • God's Guest List 3:35
  • On Turn Off 3:17
  • On Turn On 3:18
  • Bunty 2:12
  • One After 5AM 2:14
  • Car Fiction (French) 2:32
  • On Turn On (Acoustic) 3:18
  • Natural Animal (Acoustic) 3:45
  • We Know Better 4:02
  • Atom 2:49
  • Aloha Lolita 3:42
  • Live At Wetlands NYC 9 Sept 95 -

  • I Can't Imagine A World Without Me 3:59
  • Car Fiction 2:45
  • Close...But 3:12
  • Dark Therapy 6:38
  • Father Ruler King Computer 3:31
  • Give Her A Gun 3:56
  • Go Away 2:55
  • Great Things 3:46
  • Insomniac 3:59
  • King Of The Kerb 5:02
  • Natural Animal 3:35
  • Pantyhose And Roses 3:44
  • Today Tomorrow Sometime Never 3:29
  • BBC Radio 1 Peel Session - 1 April 1995 -

  • Four Letter Word 3:39
  • Car Fiction 2:23
  • Pantyhose And Roses 3:37
  • Go Away 2:47

Credits

Original credits:
Bass – Alex Keyser
Design – Stylorouge
Drums – Andy Henderson
Guitar – Debbie Smith, Glenn Johansson
Management [For Ulterior] – Paul Bailey
Photography By [Additional] – Chaz & Robin, Ed Sirrs, Kevin Westenberg, Ray Burmiston
Photography By [Front Cover] – Kevin Westenberg
Producer, Engineer – Paul Kolderie, Sean Slade
Steel Guitar [Pedal, Lap Steel] – BJ Cole
Vocals – Sonya Aurora Madan
Written-By – Johansson, Madan

℗ © 1995 Rhythm King Records.
Disbribution Sony Music.
Made in Austria.

Recorded at Konk, London.
Mixed at Fort Apache, Boston.

2014 reissue credits:
Bass Guitar – Alex Keyser, James Harris (4) (tracks: 1-22 to 1-24)
Cello – Audrey Riley (tracks: 1-22 to 1-24)
Drums – Andy Henderson (2)
Engineer – Jim Brumby (tracks: 1-22 to 1-24), Paul Kolderie (tracks: 1-1 to 1-18), Sean Slade (tracks: 1-1 to 1-18)
Guitar – Debbie Smith, Glenn Johansson
Lap Steel Guitar – BJ Cole
Liner Notes – Sonya Aurora Madan
Mixed By – Simon Vinestock (tracks: 1-11)
Pedal Steel Guitar – BJ Cole
Producer – Echobelly (tracks: 1-19 to 1-21), Glenn Johansson (tracks: 1-22 to 1-24), Paul Kolderie (tracks: 1-1 to 1-18), Sean Slade (tracks: 1-1 to 1-24), Simon Vinestock (tracks: 1-22 to 1-24)
Voice – Sonya Aurora Madan

Sonya's notes

Our second album, ON, was to be our most successful.  We’d been writing some of the songs during the tail end of the first album.  Glenn had written KING OF THE KERB, with its perfect opening riff, in the back of the tour bus and we rehearsed it during soundchecks.

As a student I had lived in Soho, London.  There were two strip clubs across the road from us and we got to know some of the strippers and characters that would frequent the joints.  I was fascinated by their lives and how different they were from my own.  The lyrics for KING OF THE KERB were a fantasy-fuelled homage to how I thought they lived.

We recorded ON at Konk Studios in North London during the early summer of ’95.  My abiding memory is of a long train of ants that constantly marched across the studio floor.  We had two Americans, Sean Slade and Paul Kolderie, producing.  They were particularly good at getting the guitar sound down.   Glenn then accompanied the recordings to Fort Apache Studio in Boston, USA, to mix the album there.

During that summer’s festival period, we found ourselves double booked in that we were to play a big Danish Festival and the record company had got us onto a BBC special the same day.  We were given a private plane to get us to the festival and back and the pilot let us know that we could do what we liked……  The show was great fun and the crowd was brilliant, but they kept throwing what I thought were little sticks at us.  It wasn’t until we’d finished that we realised they were ready rolled spliffs, given as a sign of appreciation.  Sad to say that this was to be the last show with the original line-up.

Although things were, on the surface, going really well, cracks were beginning to show.  Nothing new in the field of most band histories, but new to us, nevertheless.  I was suffering from a recurring illness and we were having trouble with Alex.  In-fighting was becoming a little too common.  I have deep regret that we did not sort this out ourselves, but let it fester and the inevitable followed:  We let Alex go.

It was a really busy time and a few days later, we had a live MTV appearance and no bass player.  An afternoon of last minute auditioning was hastily put together and we chose James Harris, or “Chopper” as we re-named him.  He was playing the MTV show with us that very evening and having been thrown in the deep end, coped really well.

During the spring of ’95, in a top floor room of the venue, at an Italian show, Glenn and I found ourselves rummaging through dusty, discarded paraphernalia at what turned out to be the old headquarters for the local Communist party.  We came across a powerful old poster, scrawled on it was the word “NO”.  It had been painted in blood red, the paint left to drip down menacingly.  This was the inspiration for the title of ON.  Turning the word around from a negative to positive, but trying to capture the inspiration the poster gave us.

ON was released in October ’95 and sold out tours were part of its exposure.  It reached no 4 in the UK charts and the first single GREAT THINGS, which set the ball rolling in August, went to no 8.   Time was in short supply and when the record label said they needed two more tracks for the single release, we had 24 hours to deliver them to meet the deadline.  Glenn and I managed to write BUNTY and ONE AFTER FIVE A.M. that evening.  We recorded them on a Fostex 4 track in the bathroom (which had the best natural reverb).  No time to record them properly, so they ended up on the single as they were.

GREAT THINGS was all about inspiration and aspiration.  What the human character is capable of and how we’re all hungry for something.

KING OF THE KERB was released in October ’95.  The single, (one close to my heart), DARK THERAPY, came out in February ’96.  It was always a live favourite with our audiences.  One of the four of us living in the W2 flat at that time, was a beautiful and complex creature who had lived more lives than I could imagine.  He is no longer on the physical plane. His soul always seemed to want to soar too high.  I would watch him ingest and inject himself.  He’d describe his experiences to me.  I called him the dark therapist.

DARK THERAPY could have been our biggest hit.  It gave us clues by re-entering the charts without any real promotion.  The label was going through its own issues and did not seem to be behind it – politics were destroying the momentum.  A rumble ensued between two of the majors as to which one we would go with.  No-one realised it would take so long to sort out.

We did more touring for ON than we had ever done before.  The audiences were amazing and had swelled in number.  Some of the regulars that followed us around became friends.  The album was doing well in many places.   We had managed, so far, to keep it together.

There are so many mixed memories from this time that it took a while to come to terms with them. So many highs…..

(As I recall).  Sonya Aurora Madan   – April 2014 – London

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