Songs From The Big Chair (1985)
 

Shout

Shout
Shout
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
I'm talking to you
Come on

In violent times
You shouldn't have to sell your soul
In black and white
They really really ought to know
Those one track minds
That took you for a working boy
Kiss them goodbye
You shouldn't have to jump for joy

They gave you life
And in return you gave them Hell
As cold as I ice
I hope we live to tell the tale.

And when you've taken down your guard
If I could change your mind
I'd really love you break your heart
 

These things that I've been told
Can rearrange my world
My doubt in time
But inside out

This is the working hour
We are paid by those who learn
By our mistakes

This day and age
For all and not for one
All lies and secrets
Put on and on and on

And fear is such a vicious thing
It wraps me up in such chains
Find out
Find out what this fear is about
Find out
Find out what this fear is about

Everybody Wants to Rule the World

Welcome to your life
There's no turning back
Even while we sleep
We will find you acting on your best behavior
Turn your back on Mother Nature
Everybody wants to rule the world

It's my own design
It's my own remorse
Help me to decide
Help me make the most
Of freedom and of pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world

There's a room where the light won't find you
Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down
When they do I'll be right behind you
So glad we've almost made it
So sad they had to fade it
Everybody wants to rule the world

I can't stand this indecision
Married with a lack of vision
Everybody wants to rule the world
Say that you'll never never never never need it
One headline why believe it?
Everybody wants to rule the world

All for freedom and for pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world
 

My features form with a change in the weather
Weekend
We can work it out
My features form with a change in the weather
Weekend
We can work it out

When the wind blows
When the mothers talk
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the mothers talk
When the wind blows
We can work it out

It's not that you're not good enough
It's just that we can make you better
Given that you pay the price
We can keep you young and tender
Following the footsteps of a funeral pyre
You were paid not to listen

Now your house is on fire
Wake me up when things get started
When everything starts to happen

My features form with a change in the weather
Some of us are horrified
Others never talk about it
But when the weather starts to burn
Then you'll know that you're in trouble
Follow in the footsteps of a soldier girl
It's time to put your clothes on
And to face the world

Don't you feel your luck is changing
When everything starts to happen
Put your head right next to my heart
The beat of the drums is the fear of the dark
My features form with a change in the weather
 

I believe that when the hurting and the pain has gone
We will be strong, oh yes we will be strong

And I believe that if I'm crying while I write these words
Is it absurd? Or am I being real?

I believe if you knew just what these tears were for
They would just pour like every drop of rain
That's why I believe it is too late for anyone to believe

I believe that if you thought for a moment
Took your time
You would not resign yourself to your fate

And I believe that if it's written in the stars
That's fine.
I can't deny that I'm a Virgo too

I believe that if you're bristling while you hear this song
I could be wrong or have I hit a nerve?
That's why I believe it is too late for anyone to believe

I believe that maybe somewhere in the darkness
In the nighttime in the storm
In the casino
Casino Spanish eyes
I believe, no I can't believe that everytime you hear a newborn scream
You just can't see the shaping of a life
The shaping of a life
 

Between the searching and the need to work it out
I stop believing everything will be alright

Broken
We are broken

I'm walking uphill being turned around and round
Secret in motion when my feet are on the ground

Broken
We are broken

In my mind's eye
One little boy anger one little man
Funny how time flies

Mother Russia badly burned
Your children lick their wounds
Pilgrim Father sailed away
Found a brave new world