Leather Jackets

Leather Jackets
Hoop of Fire

Don't Trust That Woman

Go It Alone

Slow Rivers

Heartache All Over The World

Angeline

Memory of Love

Paris

I Fall Apart

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Leather Jackets


Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Leather Jackets

Do you pray to someone new
When you're locked up in the rock
Is the golden age dead and gone
Are the hands stuck on the clock
Can you talk to Buddy's bones
When you spin a forty five
The king ain't dead, he's just asleep
Somewhere in the after life

And look at them boys in leather jackets
Second skin, not fade away
Danger girls love leather jackets
Play back to back, and that'll be the day
Leather jackets, that'll be the day

We all need to smell the heat
You know that things go better with chrome
Is Memphis real or just a song
Three thousand miles from home
Be a cool jerk, don't work
When fashion makes you change
Keep the faith, don't waste
Another nickel on another name

And idolise twisted cars
Like taxi cabs and spiders
Eternity's just down the road
They're looking for more riders

© 1986 Big Pig Music Limited

 

 

 

 

Hoop of Fire


Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Leather Jackets

You say that all you want are the simple things
Long walks on lonely beaches, guitars with nylon strings
But underneath you'd rather leap through a hoop of fire
You shy away from lips that want, that want to kiss you
Tongue-tied on formal evenings, wealth don't impress you
But if you ask me you like the heat in a hoop of fire

And it's hard to read just how you feel or what your dreams desire
Your pulse that races when I'm close reads like a hoop of fire
Your pulse that races when I'm close reads like a hoop of fire

No late nights making love in secret places
You feel pressure all around you, mistrust in strangers faces
But don't pretend you wouldn't spend some time in a hoop of fire

But don't pretend you wouldn't spend some time in a hoop of fire

© 1986 Big Pig Music Limited

 

 

 

 

 

Don't Trust That Woman


Written by Cher and Lady Choc Ice (Renate Blauel)
Available on the album Leather Jackets

She's a real ball-buster, don't trust her
She's in a most peculiar phase
You can rear end her oh it'll send her
She wants you, she'll have you her own way

Don't untie her, don't defy her
`Cause she'll bring you down to your knees
You can beat her but don't mistreat her
Oh don't believe that woman please

Don't trust that woman
Don't trust that woman boys
`Cause she'll burn you
Turn you into little toys
Don't trust that woman
Don't trust that woman boys
`Cause she'll hurt you
And turn you into little toys
Don't trust that woman boys

She's a man-eater, oh don't you cheat her
She'll cut you just to watch you bleed
A woman half crazy, oh then again lazy
With an appetite to feed

She's a liar oh you can't buy her
`Cause she'll bring you down to your knees
Don't untie her, don't defy her
Oh don't believe that woman please

Mean sister, tongue-twister
She takes it easy but she makes it hard
Soul sister, two-fister
She takes it easy but she makes it hard

© 1986 Big Pig Music Limited

 

 

 

 

Go It Alone


Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Leather Jackets

It's so hard to say goodbye
When there's nothing left to give
When this house is just a hill of bones
Where you and I once lived
If we put it back together
By the skin of our teeth
You'd still pull it all apart
Bit by bit, piece by piece

And I'll go it alone
Call this house my home
Build it up again with someone new
Build it brick by brick
Till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

There's no passion alive
When you count your phony schemes
And the cars you drive to buy your friends
They don't ever come back clean
If the cards on the table
Always turn up spades
The cards that always cheat the hearts
The spades you play just dug my grave

© 1986 Big Pig Music Limited

 

 

 

 

 

Slow Rivers


Duet with Cliff Richards
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Leather Jackets

The weather man he looks confused
Shakes his fist at the sky like you used to do
But you don't remember things like that do you
The balance was uneven but I'm breaking through

Slow rivers run cold
Shallow waters never sank so low
I thought I'd drown and you'd never know
You're a slow river and you run so cold

The winter here don't believe in God
The bitter wind just bites through me like a wild dog
I still see your eyes tonight like headlights through the fog
But one foot in your door oh that's all I ever got

Chances are you'll reappear
Swim my way in a flood of tears
No place to hide your conscience so
You're a sinking ship with no place to go

© 1976 Big Pig Music Limited

 

 

 

 

 

Heartache All Over The World


Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Leather Jackets

Well I'm running away
From this house on the hill
There's a devil inside
sitting on the window sill
And it's a wild Friday night
And I'm all on my own
I knocked on every door in town
There ain't one little girl that's home
And everybody's got a date
And the ones that ain't are tired
What the hell do you do on a weekend honey
When your heart's on fire

And you can go from Tokyo to Rome
Looking for a girl
But it looks to me like the weekend means
Heartache all over the world
Girls, girls, girls
Have pity on me
Oh it looks to me like the weekend means
Heartache, heartache all over the world

He's got lipstick on his collar
She's got fishnets on her legs
I'm at home and I've got nothing
Just a cold and aching head
There must be something dirty
Just blame it on the magazines
Don't read that trash it'll drive you crazy
`Cause the cops invade your dreams
And everybody's got a date
And the one's that ain't are tired
What the hell do you do on a weekend honey
When your heart's on fire

© 1986 Big Pig Music Limited

 

 

 

 

Angeline


Music by Elton John and Alan Carvell
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Leather Jackets

Well I'm work shy, I'm wild-eyed
So shut that door when the baby cries
And keep me well fed, give me warm bread
Lay my body on a feather bed
And spoil me, Angeline
Get to work when the whistle screams, Angeline

Maybe someday, some way
Somewhere in the future there's more pay
Give me more cash, bring me sour mash
Peel me a grape and fetch my stash
And bite me, Angeline
Let me use you like a sex machine, Angeline

You've got to swing that hammer, punch that card
Angeline I love you when you work so hard
Swing that hammer and sew my jeans
Angeline just loves it when I treat her mean

Well I talk tough, I act rough
Lay still honey I can't get enough
And keep your nose clean, let me be
On your knees when you speak to me
And trust me, Angeline
And talk real dirty and I'll make you scream Angeline

© 1986 Big Pig Music Limited/Rocket Music Limited

 

 

 

 

Memory of Love


Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Gary Osborne
Available on the album Leather Jackets

Here am I, standing by
To see if you still love me
Why conceal, you still feel
The need to push and shove me

Take love for better, take love for worse
But never ever take love for granted
Make love and promise it will always be
More than just a memory of

Love will grow, it comes and goes
Emotions can deceive you
Well this I vow, here and now
My love will never never never leave you

Take love for better, take love for worse
But never ever take love for granted
Make love and promise it will always be
Ours for all eternity
Promise it will always be
More than just a memory of love

© 1986 Big Pig Music Limited/Rocket Music Limited

 

 

 

 

 

Paris


Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Leather Jackets

Nobody left in the airport lounge
They cleaned the ashtrays
TV's just wound down
I've got to wait till morning
I've got to last the night
I've only got one book
To see me through my flight

But when I get to Paris
We'll paint all our portraits
In brush-strokes of yellow
And christen the canvas
The left bank is crying
For colour to crown it
Like the roof of a palace
We'll drink in the amber
When I get to Paris

You were the best of Montmartre Street life
You signed the tablecloth
Art has its price
It's so hard to hold on
To the ghost of your breed
It takes ambition
To call the colours you need

I've got to wait till morning
I've got to last the night
I've only got one book
To see me through the flight

© 1986 Big Pig Music Limited

 

 

 

 

I Fall Apart

Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Leather Jackets

Without you I no longer swim upstream
Where are you when I try to fill the spaces in between
The red letter days and all the pain
And while I remain shipwrecked everything has changed

And I fall apart
With this threat of indecision
Hanging in my heart
This house can get so lonely
When the day grows dark
And it seems to be the night time
When I fall apart

Can't you tell the shadows no longer comfort me
I don't feel the need to cling to anyone I see
This fool's suffered gladly each and every day
I don't wish to reconsider, I wish they'd stay away

I've no care to count the stares that pity me
I'll wash your hurt away just you wait and see
For every rose you give her I'll give her three
But in the meantime I'll just wish that she was me

© 1986 Big Pig Music Limited

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