BRING ON THE NIGHT (1986)

Disc One
  1. Bring On The Night/When The World Is Running Down, You Make The Best Of What's Still Around 11:42
  2. Consider Me Gone 4:50
  3. Low Life 4:06
  4. We Work The Black Seam 6:58
  5. Driven To Tears 6:59
  6. The Dream Of The Blue Turtles/Demolition Man 5:55
Disc Two
  1. One World (Not Three)/Love Is The Seventh Wave 11:09
  2. Moon Over Bourbon Street 4:22
  3. I Burn For You 5:24
  4. Another Day 4:42
  5. Children's Crusade 5:25
  6. Down So Long 4:35
  7. Tea In The Sahara 6:26


Bring On The Night/When The World Is Running Down, You Make The Best Of What's Still Around

The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads its sail against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
It's just another day
God bid yesterday goodbye

Bring on the night
I couldn't spend another hour of daylight
Bring on the night
I couldn't stand another hour of daylight

The future is but a question mark
Hangs above my head there in the dark
Can't see for the brightness
Is staring me blind
God bid yesterday goodbye

Bring on the night
I couldn't spend another hour of daylight
Bring on the night
I couldn't stand another hour of daylight

Bring on the night
I couldn't spend another hour of daylight
Bring on the night
I couldn't stand another hour of daylight

Bring on the night...

Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the Tammy show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down
It ran for years and years

Turn on the radio
The static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go
I ain't been out in years
Turn on the stereo
It's played for years and years
An Otis Redding song
It's all I own

When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around

When I feel lonely here
Don't waste my time with tears
I run 'Deep Throat' again
It ran for years and years
Don't like the food I eat
The cans are running out
Same food for years and years
I hate the food I eat

When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around

When the world is running down, down, down
You make the best of what's still around, yeah
When the world is running down, down, down
You make the best of what's still around, yeah

We five black guys that don't take the time
This is the way we break down the line
His name is not called with the most finesse
'Cause he can do it really good, he can do it the best
Playin' up with Darryl Jones is on the bass
Playin' funky-funky grooves all over the place
Playin' Omar Hakim all nice and neat
He can hang it down with the funky-funky beat
Dolette M. and Janice P.
Playin' background vocals for you and me
Playin' everybody's got to get goin' with the thing
For the man for the night
It's Sting, it's Sting!
Wave your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just don't care
They be gettin' down with Sting sounds
Everybody say oh-yeah (oh-yeah)
Oh-yeah (oh-yeah), oh-yeah (oh-yeah)
Oh-yeah (oh-yeah), oh-yeah (oh-yeah)
You don't stop!
Say it, one for the money, two for The Police,
Come on everybody let's rock this place.
Put your hands together, y'all
Let's break: that's Sting!
Hit it!

Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the Tammy show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down
It ran for years and years

Turn on the radio
The static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go
I ain't been out in years
Turn on the stereo
It's played for years and years
An Otis Redding song
It's all I own

When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around

When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around

Consider Me Gone

You can't say that, you can't say that
You can't say that, you can't say that
You can't say that, you can't say that
You can't say that, you can't say that

There were rooms of forgiveness
In the house that we share
But the space has been emptied
Of whatever was there
There were cupboards of patience
There were shelfloads of care
But whoever came calling
Found nobody there
After today, after today, consider me gone

You can't say that, you can't say that
You can't say that, you can't say that

Roses have thorns and shining waters mud
And cancer lurks deep in the sweetest bud
Clouds and eclipses stain the moon and the sun
And history reeks of the wrongs we have done
After today, after today, consider me gone

I've spent too many years at war with myself
The doctor has told me it's no good for my health
To search for perfection is all very well
But to look for heaven is to live here in hell

After today, after today, after today, consider me gone...

Low Life

Fatal fascination for the seedy part of town
You walk down the street and your head spins round and round
Don't be seen alone without your friends at night
Take a gun, take a knife to the low life

Don't have to be born into the society
You pay for love but the hate comes free
So bring enough money for the rest of your life
Don't bring your wife to the low life

Bringing yourself to the degradation
Always keep your back to the wall
No rewards for your infatuation

Low life
No life at all
Low life, low life

In here to long to be afraid anymore
You can't reach the bed so you sleep on the floor
You get so stoned you think you could fly
But you won't get high on the low life

Low life, low life

Low life is no life
Low life is no life

Fatal fascination for the seedy part of town
You walk down the street and your head spins round and round
Don't be seen alone without your friends at night
Take a gun, take a knife to the low life

Low life is no life
Low life is no life

We Work The Black Seam

This place has changed for good
Your economic theory said it would
It's hard for us to understand
We can't give up our jobs the way we should
Our blood has stained the coal
We tunneled deep inside the nations soul
We matter more than pounds and pence
Your economic theory makes no sense

One day in a nuclear age
They may understand our rage
They build machines that they can't control
And bury the waste in a great big hole
Power was to become cheap and clean
Grimey faces were never seen
But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen

We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together

The seam lies underground
Three million years of pressure packed it down
We walk through ancient forest lands
And light a thousand cities with our hands
Your dark satanic mills
Have made redundant all our mining skills
You can't exchange a six inch band
For all the poisoned steams in Cumberland

One day in a nuclear age
They may understand our rage
They build machines that they can't control
And bury the waste in a great big hole
Power was to become cheap and clean
Grimey faces were never seen
But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen

We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together

Our conscious lives run deep
You cling onto your mountain while we sleep
This way of life is part of me
There is no price so only let me be
And should the children weep
The turning world will sing their souls to sleep
When you have sunk without a trace
The universe will suck me into place, into place

One day in a nuclear age
They may understand our rage
They build machines that they can't control
And bury the waste in a great big hole
Power was to become cheap and clean
Grimey faces were never seen
But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen

We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together
We work the black seam together

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
'Cause this is what we've seen

Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears

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...

The Dream Of The Blue Turtles/Demolition Man

(Instrumental)

Tied to the tracks and the train's just coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
Don't mess around with the demolition man

Tied to a chair and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
Don't mess around with the demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip
I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster
I'm a demolition man

Tied to a chair and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
Don't mess around with the demolition man

You come to me like a moth to the flame
It's love you need but I don't play that game
'Cos you could be my greatest fan
But I'm nobody's friend
I'm a demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip
I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster
I'm a demolition man

Demolition man, demolition man...

One World (Not Three)/Love Is The Seventh Wave

It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday

It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday

One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us

One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us

It's a subject we rarely mention
But when we do we have this little invention
By pretending they're a different world from me
I show my responsibility

One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us

One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us

Lines are drawn upon the world
Before we get our flags unfurled
Whichever one we pick
It's just a self deluding trick

One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us

One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us...

It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday

It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday

One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us

One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us...

In the empire of the senses
You're the queen of all you survey
All the cities all the nations
Everything that falls your way
There is a deeper world than this
That you don't understand
There is a deeper world that this
Tugging at your hand

Every ripple on the ocean
Every leaf on every tree
Every sand dune in the desert
Every power we never see
There is a deeper wave than this
Swelling in the world
There is a deeper wave than this
Listen to me girl

Feel it rising in the city
Feel it sweeping over land
Over borders, over frontiers
Nothing will its power withstand
There is no deeper wave than this
Rising in the world
There is no deeper wave than this
Listen to me girl

One world is enough
One world is enough
One world is enough
For all of us

One world is enough
One world is enough
One world is enough
For all of us

I say love is the seventh wave...

Every ripple on the ocean
Every leaf on every tree
Every sand dune in the desert
Every power we never see

All the bloodshed all the anger
All the weapons all the greed
All the armies all the missiles
All the symbols of that fear
There is a deeper wave than this
Rising in the world
There is a deeper wave than this
Listen to me girl

There is a deeper wave than this
Rising in the world
There is a deeper wave than this
Listen to me girl

I say love is the seventh wave...

One world is enough
One world is enough
One world is enough
For all of us

One world is enough
One world is enough
One world is enough
For all of us...

Moon Over Bourbon Street

There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
I've no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be strong
For I know what I do must be wrong
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

It was many years ago that I became what I am
I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
Now I can never show my face at noon
And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
She's innocent and young from a family of means
I have stood many times outside her window at night
To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
How could I be this way when I pray to god above
I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

I Burn For You

Now that I have found you
In the coolth of your evening smile
The shade of your parasol
And your love flows through me
Though I drink at your pool
I burn for you
I burn for

You and I are lovers
And nighttime falls around our bed
In peace we sleep entwined
And your love flows through me
Though an ocean soothes my head
I burn for you
I burn for you

Stars will fall from dark skies
As ancient rocks are turning
Quiet fills the room
And your love flows through me

Though I lie here so still
I burn for you
I burn for you
I burn for

I burn for you...

Another Day

Every day...

Every day that goes by
A new hungry baby starts to cry
Born astride a painful grave
Drowned in hunger's tidal wave
Pick a child that you can save
It'd be the only one

If Africa escapes starvation
Not only food but education
The desert grows with every minute
Trapping everybody in it
All the children look the same
They wonder why they came

But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
Harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by
Bye-bye

Every day that goes by
A brand new missile points towards the sky
We're survivors of a game of chance
Beneath an arms race avalanche
If you survive this winter's cold
You'd be the only one

If we escape annihilation
Not only hope but education
The world is ruled by Bellophiles
Adding to their weapon piles
Imagine what your taxes buy
We hardly ever try

But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
Harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by
Bye-bye

Oh that this too sullied flesh
Would melt and resolve into a dew
Suffocating lassitude
Drowning in my platitude
Trapped by insecurities
I'm not the only one
If I survive this dislocation
Have to use my education

The world is ruled by Bellophiles
Adding to their weapon piles
Imagine what your taxes buy
We hardly ever try

But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
Harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by
Bye-bye...

Children's Crusade

Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen
Marching through countries they'd never seen
Virgins with rifles, a game of charades
All for a children's crusade

Pawns in the game are not victims of chance
Strewn on the fields of Belgium and France
Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade
All of these young lives betrayed

The children of England would never be slaves
They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained in the blood of a whole generation

Corpulent generals safe behind lines
History's lessons drowned in red wine
Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a children's crusade

The children of England would never be slaves
They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained in the blood of a whole generation

Midnight in Soho nineteen eighty four
Fixing in doorways, opium slaves
Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a children's crusade

Down So Long

Written by J.B. Lenoir and A. Atkins

I've been down so long
Being down don't bother me
I've been down so long
Being down don't bother me
I'm gonna take all my troubles
Drown 'em in the deep blue sea

I will call her every day
Come stay home at night
No matter how hard I try to please her
She just don't treat me right
I've been down so long
Being down don't bother me
I'm gonna take all my troubles
Drown 'em in the deep blue sea

I bought her a fur coat for Christmas
And a diamond ring
She's got the nerve to tell me
Our love don't mean a thing
I've been down so long
Being down don't bother me
I'm gonna take all my troubles
Drown 'em in the deep blue sea

Down so long, down so long
I've been down so long
I've been down so long
I'm gonna take all my troubles
Drown 'em in the deep blue sea

I've been down so long
Being down don't bother me
I've been down so long
Being down don't bother me
I'm gonna take all my troubles
Drown 'em in the deep blue sea

Down so long, down so long
Down so long, down so long

I'm gonna take all my troubles
Drown 'em in the deep blue
I'm gonna take all my troubles
Drown 'em in the deep blue
I'm gonna take all my troubles
Drown 'em in the deep blue sea

Tea In The Sahara

My sisters and I
Have one wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged
Please don't ask us why
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession
You have the means in your possession

Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you

The young man agreed
He would satisfy their need
So they danced for his pleasure
With a joy you could not measure
They would wait for him here
The same place every year
Beneath the sheltering sky
Across the desert he would fly

Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you

The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he'd never return
So the sisters would burn
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups still full of sand

Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you

(c) 1986 A&M Records, Inc.