@ALBUM: Madness Miscellaneous (1979-1986) This file edited by Pascal Mouret (mouret@lim.univ-mrs.fr) Date of last revision: October 10, 1995. NOTICE : These transcriptions are supposed to be correct. However, there might be some mistakes here and there. If you find such a mistake, or disagree with some lines, please drop a line. I would be really glad to read your suggestions whatsoever. Thank you very much in advance. I would also like to give many many thanks to all those who produced or helped me produce these transcriptions, especially Ben Jos Walbeehm (who must have been wondering what the hell I was doing with his transcriptions). Also, if you are interested, I have lots of other transcriptions that are not correct yet. Your help would be greatly appreciated. Again, just drop a line. Please note that some e-mail adresses mentioned in the transcriptions might be obsolete, due to the fact that the transcriptions may be old. Anyway, on to the transcriptions now. @SONG: Mistakes (Barson/Hasler) Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl) with Pascal Mouret (mouret@lim.univ-mrs.fr) Date of last revision: August 16, 1993. It's not so easy to find out later About the necessary knowledge for survival You think you know enough to get you through life But find out too late of chances passed by An early start is not so important But timing is most essential Opportunity gone, is gone forever You never know how much it could have been And once gone, gone forever You will find out to your cost A better use can be made of your time Don't think that life is easy You may never get a lucky break They'll put you down, cold and unknown A total failure from womb to grave > B-side of 'One Step Beyond' (1979) @SONG: Aeroplane (Never ask twice) (McPherson/Barson) Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl) with Charles Corby (cmcorby@buffnet1.buffnet.net) Date of last revision: January 26, 1995. Please observe my continental alligator skin line shoulder bag I've covered it in stickers from far and wide And stuffed it full of suits and matching ties I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land And there's not a single person I can't understand I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash I wear a Panama on my Brilcremed hair I think I carry it with a certain flair When travelling abroad I know the score With the voice of authority from the first a-world war I went all through to Congo on a magic pleasure knock Staving off disease with hallucinogenic drugs With a mind-bending root from a local native source Made my mind and my body have a premature divorce I felt like I was sliding from a massive height It seemed like it was morning in the middle of the night My eyes were open, though there's nothing much to see A swirling mist of images The seas are my friend and the skies my home When clinging to the arm-rests, I travel alone I'm always ready to give advice Travelling companions never ask twice I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land And there's not a single person I can't understand I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land And there's not a single person I can't understand I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash > B-side of 'Shut Up' 12" (1981)