I've suggested to The Pet Shop Boys And Culture Club (as the latter have reformed) that they really should cover this song as a duet. A guaranteed world-wide hit, I reckon. And let's have Bananarama on backing vocals! That's Jon Moss on the drums (ironically, as he's no longer with Culture Club), Winston (Massive Attack) Blissett on bass, Jerry (Hawklords) Richards on guitar, Moos and me on backing vocals and me on keyboards and vocals
Produced by Jon Waterhouse and Steve Swindells at Christchurch Studios, Clifton Bristol in 2003.
Went down to the Village with a pocketful of small change,
checked out all the prisoners, the poets and the deranged.
walked into a bar and found a smiley conversation,
talked about unwritten rules of ghetto situations.
Wonder why some people wanna make you what they want,
when all we ever needed was a green light, not 'you can't'.
I drank some more, then wandered off, when everyone went home,
appreciated walking through the lonely streets alone.
More noise for boys, you're dying to go yah yah,
something' tells me three to go, and four to show me wah wah.
More noise for boys, for boys, more noise,
you're dying, you're dying to go yah yah.
Found myself a nightbus and a sleazy magazine,
wondered if the guy behind might see it, then turn mean.
Leaned into my headspace with a bag of stolen dreams,
got back to my own place with some sense of self-esteem.
Turned the lights down low and burned a CD of my thoughts
into those pictures of my playground, some were hot and some were not.
Somewhere there was pleasure, and maybe something more,
a hint of darker secrets, all that's fair in love and war.
More noise for boys, you're dying to go yah yah,
something' tells me three to go, and four to show me mwah mwah.
More noise for boys, for boys, more noise,
you're dying, you're dying to go yah yah.
I try to sleep, then toss and turn the facts into pulp fiction,
to places where the case is for mad love and addiction.
Don't wanna wake, don't wanna make the same mistakes again,
the past is just a time machine, the future is your friend.
More noise for boys, you're dying to go yah yah,
something' tells me three to go, and four to show me blah blah.
More noise for boys, for boys, more noise,
you're dying, you're dying to go yah yah.
Words and music @ Steve Swindells
credits
from DanMingo,
released January 16, 2021
Produced by Jon Waterhouse and Steve Swindells at Christchurch Studios, Clifton Bristol in 2003.
Loved Bridget with Hawkwind and Spirits Burning. This is an enthusiastic collection of songs with great performances and melodic and lyrical detail to fascinate.
scottlwilson