The Other Side Of Midnight Head First (May 1983) Mick Box /Bob Daisley /Peter Goalby /Lee Kerslake /John Sinclair Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Late at night I'll be knocking On your door Late tonight I'll be calling You can be sure I'll be waiting Standin' in the shadows once again Sneakin', creepin' Howling like a tom cat once again Oh, there'll be nowhere You can hide When I take you On the other side of midnight You know I don't love you But I love what you can do Some more of that hot persuasion This time it's just like you Oh, there'll be nowhere You can hide When I take you On the other side of midnight I'll be knockin' The other side of midnight I'll be callin' The other side of midnight Knock, knockin' The other side of midnight I'm gonna take you I'm gonna make you At midnight, at midnight Late at night I'll be knock knock knockin' On your door I said late tonight I'll be callin' You can be sure I'm gonna take you Oh, it's gonna hurt so good I'm gonna make you do What a bad girl should Oh, there'll be nowhere to hide When I take you On the other side of midnight The other side of midnight I'll be knockin' The other side of midnight I'll be callin' The other side of midnight On the other side I'll be waitin', I'll be callin' The other side of midnight I'll be knock knock Knockin' at midnight Stay on Top Head First (May 1983) T. Jackson Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Everybody got somebody trying to make you feel real bad Ain't none of their business Talking behind your back Be strong in yourself Stand up - walk away Nobody gives a damn for a Single thing you say I'm singing Stay on top - never go under Lightning strikes Before you hear the thunder Stay on top - never go under Hold on tight Here comes the thunder Hide money in your pocket Be nobody's fool Always think of number one That's my golden rule Take care of business Go for it with the best Be strong enough to take it Ain't no need to rest I'm singing Stay on top - never go under Lightning strikes Before you hear the thunder Stay on top - never go under Hold on tight Watch out for the thunder Bad times make you cry But the good times get you high I can't stand it I can't stand it no no I can't stand it I can't stand it no more I can't stand it I can't stand it I can't stand it no more Somebody, everybody trying to make you feel real bad Aint' nobody's business Talking behind your back Be strong in yourself Stand up - walk away Nobody's gonna listen To a single word you say Single Stay on top - never go under Lightning strikes Before you hear the thunder Stay on top - never go under Hold on tight Look out for the thunder Stay on top You've got to stay on top Stand up and sing it Stay on top Take care of business Stay on top Lonely Nights Head First (May 1983) Bryan Adams /Jim Vallance Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Will you risk your reputation I don't know You just don't know What you're saying Anymore You know beggars Can't be choosers And it's fair We may win, we may be loosers I don't care, no no no Oh baby, I just can't stand Another lonely night So come on over and save me Save me from another lonely night I hear every word you're saying They're all lies But with every breath you're taking You're thinking of Ways to say goodnight Baby, I just can't stand Another lonely night So come on over and save me Save me from another lonely night Come on over Come and save me Sweet Talk Head First (May 1983) Mick Box /Bob Daisley /Peter Goalby /J. & L. John Sinclair /Lee Kerslake Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums I see your face in The magazine stand I wanna hold you in the palm Of my hand I love everything about you You're such a long way away Your sweet talk Ain't enough for me I may be deaf, but you're Too blind to see You're gonna break my bones With your feminine tones But I don't wanna hear Your sweet talk tonight Not again tonight When I call tonight Don't wanna hear your Sweet talk tonight I hear your voice on the radio It's gettin' so bad I don't know Which way to go Why don't you wake up girl You're such a long way away Your sweet talk ain't enough You see I need a woman Who's a woman to me You're gonna break my bones With those feminine tones But I don't wanna hear Oh, I don't wanna hear it Not tonight You're gonna break my bones With your feminine tones But I don't wanna hear None of that sweet talk tonight Oh, not again tonight When I call tonight Sweet talk tonight Not again tonight When I call tonight Don't wanna hear your sweet talk Love Is Blind Head First (May 1983) Joey Carbone /Richie Zito Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums I tried to give you love That was ever flowing I tried to give a love That could be so true But you wanted less Than I had to offer What was I to do I tried to bare a soul That would swear devotion I tried to promise dreams I would make come true But you said that love was A game for children Here I stand, a fool Love is blind Blinded by love You're all I can see in my eyes My mind says, stop But my heart says, go And oh, how it hurts to find It's true when they say that Love is blind Love is blind I told myself if there Was a chance to show you Just how good a love affair could be But love was something that You had never given I just couldn't see I closed my eyes to all that You never gave me My heart didn't wanna see How you played around And how well you showed me How wounded love can be Love is blind Blinded by love You're all I can see in my eyes My mind says, stop But my heart says, go Oh, how it hurts to find It's true when they say that Love is blind Love is blind So blind Red Lights Head First (May 1983) Mick Box /Bob Daisley /Peter Goalby /John Sinclair Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Red lights - on the highway Headlights - blinding my eye Red lights - keep me waiting White lights - drive me insane Red lights - in the city Streetlights - high in the night Searchlights - I'm looking for someone Red lights - young blood's alright Try as I can but I can't keep away No no no no way Red lights - She knows what I'm here for Headlights - look me in the eye Red lights - are you looking for danger White lights - drives me insane Try as I can but I can't keep away No no no, not for one day Red lights - no questions Streetlights - youth's desire Red lights - burning desire White lights - put you to bed Red lights- in the city Streetlights - shadow the night Sunshine - if you need some one Headlights - that young blood's alright Try as I can but I can't keep away Not today She brings me to my knees Try as I can but I can't keep away I want you babe Red lights - Oh, I want you Red lights - I need it Red lights - you get too heavy Rollin' The Rock Head First (May 1983) Mick Box /Bob Daisley /Peter Goalby /John Sinclair Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Feels so cold, so alone An empty stage, no one home I feel so strange, so scared No point in screaming I won't be heard You're so cold, you're so cool It's so dark in this tomb Time has come so soon And time takes no prisoners Except in the womb There's no way out, no escape This silence is deafening I have to cry out You're so cold, you're so cool It's so dark in this tomb Roll away the rock Roll the rock away Set me free from this grave Am I forgiven, can I be saved? You've been so cold for so long This silence is deafening Was I so wrong? You're so cold, you're so cool It's so dark in this tomb Roll away the rock Take that rock and roll it Roll away the rock You gotta roll the rock away This silence is deafening Straight Through The Heart Head First (May 1983) Mick Box /Bob Daisley /Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Lee Kerslake Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums You came on like an angel I didn't see the evil in your eyes I could see but I was blinded Oh, believed your lies You hit we with your promises You shot me, I fell to the ground Your promise of tomorrow When I looked, you were Nowhere to be found You set me up right from the start Stripped me of my dignity You got me straight Through the heart I never did stand a chance You got me straight Through the heart You cut me and left me for dead You promised me a heaven Turned out to be one hell all the time The truth that you're pretending Was just a chorus of lies You set me up right from the start Strip me of my dignity And got me straight Through the heart I never did stand a chance Got me straight through the heart You cut me and left me for dead You cut me and left me for dead You came on like an angel Just like an angel You set me up You got me straight Through the heart I never did stand a chance Got me straight through the heart You cut me, you left me Straight through the heart You never gave me a chance Got me straight throught the heart I'm bleeding, you're leaving Got me straight through the heart Weekend Warriors Head First (May 1983) Mick Box /Bob Daisley /Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Lee Kerslake Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Ten thousand stallions runnin' wild They dare to race the devil's child The race is on, hold tight the reins They shared a week of broken chains Wheels turnin', wheels burnin' See the eagles fly Weekend warriors ... Like shining knights Of days gone by They're born again They'll never die Wheels turnin', wheels burnin' See the angels fly Weekend warriors ... Like silver lighting from the sky These gold-clad horses thunder by Weekend warriors ... Playing For Time Ridge Farm sessions 1981, single Stay On Top b-side. Bonus track on remastered Head First CD 1997 Mick Box /Bob Daisley /Peter Goalby /John Sinclair Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Bob Daisley - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Travel down the road of heartache Hear an echo in my mind I've played with fire Burned my fingers Now I'm gonna take my time You don't have to shout about it Can't you see it obvious Feel - it's getting close to comfort Why you makin' such a fuss Take your time with What you're doin' And you'll see the skies appear Seen and heard it all before her Now you understand my fear Can't you see the time will tell us How it's gonna always be You can wrap me Around your finger And I ain't no mystery Playing for time That's all I can do I'm playing for time Before I fall in love with you You can push me every which way Hey I got no place to fall Guess you're gonna rue your bullshit When your back's against the wall Louder now that's what the games go And I bought the devil now You can get to dream about it I won't need one anyhow Playing for time That's all I can do Playing for time Before I fall in love Playing for time That's all I wanna do Playing for time Before I fall in love Oh, you don't have to shout about it Can't you see it obvious Feel it's getting close for comfort Why you making such a fuss? travel down the road of heartache Hear an echo my mind Played with fire, burned my fingers Now I'm gonna take my time Playing for time Before I fall in love with you Playing for time That's all I want to do Playing for time Before I fall Playing for time All I wanna do Playing for time ... Searching (Instrumental) (Extended Demo Version Recorded at Head First May 1983 Sessions) Peter Goalby |