Looking for Jack
Album - 1 january 1987 - Debaser id 81518

everybody's always looking for jack
in the fire and in the water
everybody's always looking for jack
in the streets and on the corners
i always wanted to be like jack
he's as cool as they come
i always wanted to be like jack
still for me, he's the one

someday
someday
someday
someday

hear the wind blow through the long grass
i hear laughter in the night
there's no revelations as the years pass
you just disappear from sight
as i grow older, i grow younger
everyday is like a dream
i wouldn't go back for a moment
except for maybe seventeen



someday
someday
someday
someday

everybody's always looking for jack
in the fire and in the water
everybody's always looking for jack
in the streets and on the corners
yeah even jack, he's always looking for jack
he's always in another room
and when i spoke to the woman there
she said he left this afternoon

someday
someday
someday
someday

someday
someday
someday
someday

I don't need you anymore
I don't need you anymore now
When you leave please close the door
I can't stand it any more
Now you're gone
On and on, I'll carry on

Are you here to give me pain?
Behind your eyes you're still the same now
Please don't smile and play those games
And don't pretend that you have changed

Now be gone
On and on, I'll carry on

When first I knew you'd gone
The wind grew colder
But after the pain had gone
I felt much older
You had my very soul and my completeness
And now I find you here
You leave me speechless

I don't need you any more
No you can't sleep on the floor now
You'd stay a while and then you'd go
And I can't love you any more

Now please be gone
On and on, I'll carry on

sometimes i'm invisible
i'm nowhere to be seen
kick like a tin can in the shape of a man
try so hard to break in so i can brust out
perspectives ever changing leaving me in doubt

i've got a chronic disorder
i'm balanced between
the edge of a razor
trying to cut clean
i've got my eyes on the road
i'm trying to keep steady
i've got my hands on the wheel
i feel i'm nearly ready

hope that me who's dreaming
and that's not me who's screaming
want to wake up warm
in a tattered down tarn
still for all the killing
there's nobody winning
i want to spit it out
i want to scream and shout



lying in the gutter
i heard someone mutter
we'll creep in the shadows
trying to get home
like the swing in the see-saw
hard to keep steady
with some rearranging
i feel i'm nearly ready

sometimes i'm invisible
i'm nowhere to be seen
kick like a tin can into a sugarade man
hope that me who's dreaming
and that's not me who's screaming
want to wake up warm
in a tattered down tarn
lying in the gutter
i heard someone mutter
we'll creep in the shadows
trying to get home
i've got my eyes on the road
i'm trying to keep steady
i've got my hands on the wheel
i feel i'm nearly ready