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  1. Start Here
  2. Brian Damage
  3. It Would Be Good
  4. Song For Hymn
  5. Nothing To Do With Us
  6. Tittle-Tattle
  7. Fax'n'Info
  8. My River
  9. Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend
  10. Whangdepootenawah
  11. Cover Girl
  12. (b-side to CBS 3143) Quandary

JetStart Here

I'd like you to say (repeat after me) 'Confident am I' - my ability will set you free
So pin back your ears, allay your fears,please think of nothing
but the kind of man you'd like to be

Listen to what I'm saying, why can't you stop your praying, start here, start here, start here
Listen to what I'm saying, why can't you stop your praying, start here, start here, start here

Strange the ways of the world, the boys and the girls, just like you and me
You've been waiting your turn, now you too can learn
You tell me you feel low, and I say so do as I tell you
At no great expense - it's confidence!

Listen to what I'm saying, why can't you stop your praying, start here, start here, start here
Listen to what I'm saying, why can't you stop your praying, start here, start here, start here

Well, the cure is complete, go out and compete against the other males;
so be sure that you know and then you can't fail

JetBrian Damage

Do what you want to, you cannot reach me out here I'm far away, pleased to stay
You say you want me but I'm afraid that I can't stay, go to go, get away!

All my life they said to me "Be a man and you will see what you can do
a name like yours surely could not be ignored, of that I'm sure!'

You say I'm weak-kneed, but I'm what you need, you've had your chance to advance
Think of the prospect - years with no faithful subject Wait - it's too late, getting later

All my life they said to me All my life it's been the same - now at last this is the making of BRIAN DAMAGE!

JetIt Would Be Good

Telling you that it's a waste of time
trying to be happy, you're a free man doing time
Looking back I see your point of view - only problem is, why can 't you see it too?

It would be good if you could, you could, it could be good if you would
It could be good if you would, you would, it would be good if you would be good too

Hear me out, hear what I've got to say, I think I know you won't listen anyway
Looking back, I see my big mistake - only more reason for me to make this big break

It would be good if you could, you could, it could be good if you would
It could be good if you would, you would, it would be good if you would be good too

Certainly, there is no substitute This way you will force me to some house of ill repute
When you say this is equality, I'm inclined to differ, I say mere frivolity

It would be good if you could, you could, it could be good if you would
It could be good if you would, you would, it would be good if you would be good too

JetSong For Hymn

I'd like to sing just a few lines for you
(that's if you've got nothing better to do)
As you can hear, it won't take very long
Now we have come to the end of our song

JetNothing To Do With Us

Now I know it looks quite plain, though I cannot refrain from giving you the benefit
So - suppose we let it ride, it comes as no surprise to find that you're no suffragette

They're nothing to do with us my dear, no, nothing to do with us
If they say hello, it's only for show, they're nothing to do with us

You know, I was working late, you worried and lost weight (I didn't realise the time)
Then, just as l left l saw some people at the door - I thought that they were friends of mine

They're nothing to do with us my dear, no, nothing to do with us
If they say hello, it's only for show, they're nothing to do with us

So, all at once, we vanished for a drink (I think)
All know is it went on for quite a while
It did seem to be some manner of a one night stand,
(and I know that we raised more than a smile)
They're nothing to do with us It's only for show, it's only for show


They're nothing to do with us my dear, no, nothing to do with us
If they say hello, it's only for show, they're nothing to do with us

JetTittle-Tattle

Now I find I'm feeling quite subdued and, if you think that's rude, I won't do it again
So tell me when and I'll see what I can do to improve my ways again
I can't help it if I'm feeling bored, your conversation is to be abhorred
like nature's vacuum, like Uncle Isaac - it's something that you can't avoid

No one will know if I steal away, leave everyone to their social play,
now I know that it doesn't pay to be au fait with what is currently happening today

This tittle-tattle, this conversation's no compensation for company,
they're quite irate if you're not on time, better never than late you know
The heirs and graces of the social scene - they leave me cold, do you know what I mean?
I'll sit in my corner and think about things like football and TV

No one will know if steal away
I think they call it savoir faire - well, I just don't care; treating me this way -
I'm out of my depth being swept away and I really don't care what you've done today,
the same thing applies to any other day
To tell you the truth, I really don't know, I don't know what to say

No one will know

JetFax'n'Info

You're a statistician whereas I like going fishing
Doesn't that seem to show that we're latent friend and foe?
I like television and I cannot make decisions: the strain begins to show, I can stand no more
When you sit at table, you eat as well as you're able - never let a morsel touch those dainty lips of yours
I'm not a man of granite, I've got manners like a gannet
I see you're not impressed with my lack of finesse - I'm not so suave


I must confess that it is for the best that I'm not too enthused about you
I'll be forthright because it's not the way to, what a way to go and I know you want fax'n' info


Alas I must admit it, though I rather would omit it - when it comes to cricket, then I'm on a sticky wicket,
and when compared to polo, I know my ideas seem so low
They seem to lack the style I've been searching for a while
(I'm not so suave)

I must confess that it is for the best that I'm not too enthused about you
I'll be forthright because it's not the way to, what a way to go and I know you want fax'n' info


I find I'm unable to convince you that I'm stable - you say you're not sure, well I don't know what for
Frankly I don't doubt it, no, there is no doubt about it - you're not for me 'cos I'm not for show, I'm not so suave

I must confess that it is for the best that I'm not too enthused about you
I'll be forthright because it's not the way to, what a way to go and I know you want fax'n' info

JetMy River

So sorry - as well as the river, the lyrics have also rolled on so transient like many people he have known.
Well - if anyone have see either his lyrics OR his river, please don't be call us , OK?

JetDiamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend

The postman comes with another letter - I see the trap's not quite so tender
Now why did I say what I said on that day for you to send me these peculiar things?
Go away
How do I escape from this problem? (I think it could be quite a tough one)
You ought to have known that my words were not my own and now I am paying for my sin

Diamonds are strange - it seems they can teach man to curb his dreams They overcome your troubles in the end
You don't need intelligence, you don't need very much sense - diamonds are a girl's best friend

I said that I'd give you a ring sometime, you thought the wrong thing, got a crossed line
The tears in my eyes prevent me telling lies - I've got to have that ring back and in time (it's not mine)
At that party there was music - plenty of wine (I felt quite boozic)
And the means to my end, was the ring of my friend - he told me to be careful not to lose it

Diamonds are strange - it seems they can teach man to curb his dreams They overcome your troubles in the end
You don't need intelligence, you don't need very much sense - diamonds are a girl's best friend

The tears in my eyes prevent me telling lies - I've got to have that ring back and in time I hope you understand my anguish, because my friend you see is Irish I need it for the marriage (I'll pay postage and carriage), I've got to have that ring back and in time

Diamonds are strange - it seems they can teach man to curb his dreams They overcome your troubles in the end
You don't need intelligence, you don't need very much sense - diamonds are a girl's best friend

JetWhangdepootenawah

Should you ask me whence this laughter, whence this audible big smiling -
like the billowing of an ocean, like the shaking of a carpet;
should you ask me further question I should answer I should tell you
with a white heart tumpy-tumpy, with a true tongue 'onest injun

Hector Zany, he has caught it caught the Whangdepootenawah
(Hector Zany, he has caught it, caught the Whangdepootenawah)

Should you ask me whence this smiling of the soul this laughter welleth,
as the fountain gug-gug-guggling, I shall nay thee never telleth
Should you ask me why this humour, I should answer 'Why don't you know?'
Should you ask me further question, I should answer I should say so!

Hector Zany, he has caught it caught the Whangdepootenawah
(Hector Zany, he has caught it, caught the Whangdepootenawah)

Should you ask me whence this laughter whence this audible big smiling,
like the billowing of an ocean like the shaking of a carpet
Should you ask me further question I should answer I should tell you
with a white heart tumpy-tumpy with a true tongue 'onest injun

Hector Zany, he has caught it caught the Whangdepootenawah
(Hector Zany, he has caught it, caught the Whangdepootenawah)

JetCover Girl

You've seen the cover girl, she's looking kinda cutie -
initial reaction is oh, what a beauty in her way
She looks so brave
I've seen the cover girl for sale at the news stalls -
I'm appalled at what I see, they're no good for you or you or me
No no no good I find the cover girl so different from the other girls

Cover girl, you can take me anytime I'll do anything for that vacant smile,
and it's done, and it's done and it's oh no, no, no

I have admired you now for quite sometime alone in the privacy of my own home (my residence)
Alone. My Home. I am going to write a letter to you, to make me feel better

Cover girl, you can take me anytime I'll do anything for that vacant smile,
and it's done, and it's done and it's oh no, no, no

I really would throw my wife away - it seems that you are my lifelong dream;
although you find it hard to see, that's real superiority
Though all those other men, they covet you and view your charms,
I am sure that it's me that you want in your arms tonight I'm right for you
But now it's gone on for far too long My conscience tells me that it's really quite wrong to act this way
Too bad So sad I find the cover girl so different from the other girls

Cover girl, you can take me anytime
I'll do anything for that vacant smile
You're really getting to this heart of mine
We're gonna be together now for quite a while
I think your greatest asset is your vacant smile
You look as sweet as sugar, almost Tate & Lyle
Pay homage at your front door, to you all heil
I'm sure that all my friends would like you, everyone
A mistress of disguise, but you're deceiving none

BOOP BOOP!

Jet(b-side to CBS 3143) Quandary

I like the way that you look, you seem almost to be perfectly right for me
Yes, outwardly you seem fine, wasn't wasting my time -
it appeared so very clear

And I was thinking - what to do, seeing you, one of few, through and through (that's nothing new)

Then suddenly I heard talk and it appeared to me
specially painfully that you weren't all that you seem; all's not gold I see gleam
And it was quite a shame

And I was thinking - what to do, seeing you, one of few, through and through (that's nothing new)
It is so unfortunate that I can't find a mate anyhow anywhere
People don't appear as they are, have to look far afield for the one, that's the one

And I was thinking - what to do, seeing you, one of few, through and through (that's nothing new)
It's a pity that I have to be so finicky quand je vois les filles
It's no asset knowing what you need Any amount of taste is a waste

Boing (fork solo)

I like the way that you look, you seem almost to be perfectly right for me
Yes, outwardly you seem fine, wasn't wasting my time - it appeared so very clear

And I was thinking - what to do, seeing you, one of few, through and through (that's nothing new)
Now I know I'm in a quandary

 

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