THE POLICE

ZENYATTA MONDATTA
 INDICE
1.Don’t Stand So Close to Me
2.Driven to Tears
3.When the World Is Running Down (You Can't Go Wrong)
4.Canary in a Coalmine
5.Voices Inside My Head
6.Bombs Away
7.De Do Do Do, De Da Da Da
8.Behind My Camel
9.Man in a Suitcase
10.Shadows in the Rain
11.The Other Way Of Stopping
Don’t Stand So Close to Me
Young teacher, the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be
Inside him, there's longing
This girl's an open page
Book marking, she's so close now
This girl is half his age
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the teacher's pet
Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, she's waiting
His car is warm and dry
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try
Strong words in the staff room
The accusations fly
It's no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Just like the old man in
That book by Nabokov
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
 Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

Driven to Tears
How can you say that you're not responsible?
What does it have to do with me?
What is my reaction, what should it be?
Confronted by this latest atrocity
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Hide my face in my hands
Shame wells in my throat
My comfortable existence
Is reduced to a shallow meaningless party
Seems that when some innocent die
All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine
Too many cameras and not enough food
This is what we've seen
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Woh oh oh
Woh oh oh
Woh oh oh
Woh oh oh
 Protest is futile
Nothing seems to get through
What's to become of our world?
Who knows what to do?
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears

When the World Is Running Down (You

Can't Go Wrong)
Cambridge, to Boston
Lives in a world she's lost in
Victim of compromise
He's staring at her aberdeen heart
London eyes
Glasgow bones
She's a whistle in the catacombs
A paradox...
He's in love with the statue in a marble block
He's in love with the girl that time forgot...
She just shuts her ears
She's fallen too far
With salt in her scars
Won't let him taste her tears
She's fallen too far
The girl that time forgot
Wasted moments
Full of potential and torment
An angel in disguise
But he can see her aberdeen heart
London eyes
Glasgow bones
She's a whistle in the catacombs, A paradox...
 He's in love with the statue in a marble block
He's in love with the girl that time forgot...
She just shuts her ears
She's fallen too far
With salt in her scars
Won't let him taste her tears
She's fallen too far
The girl that time forgot...

Canary in a Coalmine
First to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect
Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
You live you life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
You say you want to spend the winter in Firenza
You're so afraid to catch a dose of influenza
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Now if I tell you that you suffer from delusions
You pay your analyst to reach the same conclusions
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
First to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect
Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
 Voices Inside My Head
Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said
Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said
Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said
Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said

Bombs Away
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his officers stink
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The President looks in the mirror and speaks
His shirts are clean but his country reeks
Unpaid bills
In Afghanistan hills
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
 Bombs away
In old Bombay
The general only wants to teach France to dance
His army life doesn't give him any romance
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his company stinks
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay

De Do Do Do, De Da Da Da
Don't think me unkind
Words are hard to find
They're only cheques I've left unsigned
From the banks of chaos in my mind
And when their eloquence escapes me
Their logic ties me up and rapes me
De do do do de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do de da da da
 Their innocence will pull me through
De do do do de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do de da da da
They're meaningless and all that's true
Poets, priests and politicians
Have words to thank for their positions
Words that scream for your submission
And no one's jamming their transmission
'Cause when their eloquence escapes you
Their logic ties you up and rapes you
De do do do de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
De do do do de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do de da da da
They're meaningless and all that's true

Behind My Camel
I'd invite you back to my place
It's only mine because it holds my suitcase
It looks home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night

Must I be the man in a suitcase

Is it me, the man with the stranger's face

Another key for my collection

For security I race for my connection
Bird in a flying cage you'll never get to know me well
The world's my oyster a hotel room's a prison cell

Must I be the man in a suitcase

Is it me, the man with the stranger's face

I'd invite you back to my place

It's only mine because it hold my suitcase
 It looks like home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night

Man in a Suitcase
I'd invite you back to my place
It's only mine because it holds my suitcase
It looks home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
Another key for my collection
For security, I race for my connection
Bird in a flying cage, you'll never get to know me well
The world's my oyster, a hotel room's a prison cell
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
I'd invite you back to my place
It's only mine because it holds my suitcase
It looks like home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
Must I be the man in a suitcase
 Shadows in the Rain
Woke up in my clothes again this morning
Don't know exactly where I am
And I should heed my doctor's warning
He does the best with me he can
He claims I suffer from delusions
Yet I'm so confident I'm sane
It can't be an optical illusion
So how can you explain
Shadows in the rain, oh
And if you see us on the corner
We're dancing in the rain
I join my friends there when I see them
Outside my window pane
Shadows in the rain, oh
Shadows in the rain, yeah
Shadows in the rain, yeah
Shadows in the rain, oh
Woke up in my clothes again this morning
Don't know exactly where I am
And I should heed my doctor's warning
He does the best with me he can
Shadows in the rain, oh
Shadows in the rain, oh (ow)
Shadows in the rain, oh (ow)
Shadows in the rain, oh
Shadows in the rain
The shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain
Rain (rain), rain (rain)
Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain
How can you explain?
Optical illusion, shadows in the rain
Explain, shadows in the rain
How can you explain?
How can you explain?
 How can you explain?
Shadows in the rain
How can you explain?
Shadows in the rain

The Other Way Of Stopping

The boy child is locked in the fisherman's yard
There's a bloodless moon where the oceans die
A shoal of night stars hang fire in the nest
And the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie

Where is the fisherman, where is the goat,

Where is the keeper in his carrion coat?
Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies
Where is the child with his father's eyes?

He's the king of the ninth world

The twisted son of the fog bells' toll
In each and every lobster cage, a tortured human soul
These are the souls of the broken factories
The subject slaves of the broken crown
The dead accounting of old guilty promises
These are the souls of the broken town
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages

'I have a wager,' the brave child spoke

The fisherman laughed though disturbed at the joke
'You will drink what I drink
But you must equal me,
And if the drink leaves me standing,
A soul shall go free'

'I have here a cask of most magical wine

A vintage that blessed every ship in the line
It's wrung from the blood of the sailors who died
Young white bodies adrift in the tide'
 'And what's in it for me, my pretty young thing?
Why should I whistle when the caged bird sings?
If you lose a wager with the king of the sea
You'll spend the rest of forever in the cage with me'
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages

A body lies open in the fisherman's yard like

The side of a ship where the iceberg rips
One less soul in the soul cages
One last curse on the fisherman's lips

These are the soul cages

These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages

And he dreamed of a ship on the sea

It would carry his father and he
To a place they could never be found
To a place far away from this town
A Newcastle ship with no coals
They would sail to the island of souls