Here are all the lyrics and some of the chords for our album ‘File Under Fiction’. All songs are composed by Nick Turner and Findlay Napier and are published by Watercolour Music Ltd.
File Under Fiction
G6 Tuning (DGDGBE)
V1
She runs her fingers down the spines of the books in her library.
Under covers, between the sheets, lies the man she dreams about
Constantly
V2
It’s not a stereotype the font of wisdom says
“Wait for the perfect first edition”; pot boiling, bodice ripping
Perfect He
CH
Mills and Boon – File under Fiction
Mr Darcy’s Under Fiction
Passion Plays –File under Fiction
V3
So the lovers in her life won’t leave the appendices
She stamps the books and bites her lip; Long overdue, left on the shelf
“Silence Please”
CH
M8
At the window she will stand
Austen and Hardy in either han
Cartland or Dickens can give no hint
She waits for her love to come out of print
V4
Late one night she meets the man that’s bound to set her free
With fluttering heart she has to ask
She knows this is her only chance
Draws a breath and then at last
Ten pence please
CH (With Variaton)
Don’t Look in My Eyes
V1
We parted with an awkward embrace
No longer able to share the same space
Few words exchanged though love is not blind
I won’t look in your eyes if you won’t look in mine
I won’t look in your eyes if you won’t look in mine
V2
I’m the guy that kept your love unrequieted
But if you saw the fuse you still had to light it
I had to make the cut I know it was unkind
I won’t look in your eyes if you won’t look in mine
I won’t look in your eyes if you won’t look in mine
M81
Too many nights dining alone
Too many nights waiting for your man to come home
A Walk is not the same when you’re on your own
Your left howling in the darkness after everyone has gone
M82
Inst:
V4
You may think that I don’t care
I’ve grown used to this over the years
They come and they go a never ending line
I won’t look in your eyes if you won’t look in mine
Too many nights dining alone
Too many nights waiting for your man to come home
It’s a dog’s life there’s no need to whine
I won’t look in your eyes if you won’t look in mine
I can’t look in your eyes please don’t look in mine
I can’t look in your eyes
IN | G G\F# Em / | A13 / E7 / / / | G G\F# Em / | A13 / Bm7 / / / |
V1
| Bm / / / | G / / / | A7 / / / | Bm / / / |
| G / / G/F# | Em / / / | G G\F# Em / | A13 / E7 / / / |
| G G\F# Em / | A13 / |
TAG | G G\F# Em / | A13 / |
V2
| Bm / / / | G / / / | A7 / / / | Bm / / / |
| G / / G/F# | Em / / / | G G\F# Em / | A13 / E7 / / / |
| G G\F# Em / | A13 / Bm / / / |
M8
| A7 / Bm7 / | A7 / Bm7 / | A7 / Bm7 / | A7 / Bm7 / |
| G / / GF# | Em / / / | G G\F# Em / | A13 / E7 / / / |
| G G\F# Em / | A13 / |
SOLO: | G G\F# Em / | A13 / Bm7 / / / | G G\F# Em / | A13 / E7 / / / |
| E7 / / / | E7 / / / | E7 / / / |
V1
| Bm / / / | G / / / | A7 / / / | Bm / / / |
| G / / G/F# | Em / / / | G G\F# Em / | A13 / E7 / |
M8
| A7 / Bm7 / | A7 / Bm7 / | A7 / Bm7 / | A7 / Bm7 / |
| G / / GF# | Em / / / | G G\F# Em / | A13 / E7 / / / |
| G G\F# Em / | A13 / Bm7 / / / | G G\F# Em / | A13 / E7 / / / |
| G G\F# Em / | A13 / Bm7 / / / |
Cutting Her in Two
D D\C# Bm Gmaj7
They’re getting to you aren’t they those nails are way too red
D D\C# D\C Gmaj7
Now concentration’s everything if the saw slips she is dead
A7 Bbdim Bm
To prove she is all there she waves and moves her foot
A7 Gm7 D A7 A7\G
And you’re heart beats so loud it wakes the doves inside your suit
CHORUS: D F#7 G Gm7
She’s just the woman you cut in two
D Bbdim G A7
It’s her hired help that hypnotises you
Bbdim G\B D\A
Every little movement mesmerises
B7
Confronting her would not be wise
G A7 D
And thank god she can’t read your mind
BRIDGE: G A7 D
I’m cutting her in two. She cuts me in two
You fumble through some card tricks and read some punters mind
Ask her out to dinner surely the wouldn’t cross the line
But this magic lark’s a bore, she doesn’t rate the show
And every night another waits with flowers at the stage door
INSTRUMENTAL
MIDDLE 8 Gm D\F#
I’m cutting her in two. She cuts me in two
Gm A7
I’m cutting her in two. She cuts me in two
D D\C# Bm Gm7
Every trick that’s in the book just gets the evil eye
The elephant that’s in the room gets harder to disguise
There’s nothing left up my sleeves the hat is filled with doubt
A7 Bbdim Bm
Wristwatch smashed my minds a blank, did I hear a shout?
The audience begins to swim and then the lights go out
INTRO
| D / / / | D / / / |
V1
| D / / / | D\C# / / / | Bm / / / | GD7 / / / |
| D / / | D\C# / / | D\C / / / | GD7 / / / |
| A7 / / / | Bb° / / / | Bm / / / | Bm / / / |
| A7 / / / | Gm7 / / / | D / / / | A7 / A\G / |
CH
| D / F#7 / | G / Gm7 / | D / Bb° / | G / A7 Bb° |
| G\B / D\A / | B7 / / / | G / A7 / | D / / / |
| G / A / | D / / / | G / A / | D / / / |
V2
| D / / / | D\C# / / / | Bm / / / | GD7 / / / |
| D / / | D\C# / / | D\C / / / | GD7 / / / |
| A7 / / / | Bb° / / / | Bm / / / | Bm / / / |
| A7 / / / | Gm7 / / / | D / / / | A7 / A\G / |
CH
| D / F#7 / | G / Gm7 / | D / Bb° / | G / A7 Bb° |
| G\B / D\A / | B7 / / / | G / A7 / | D / / / |
| G / A / | D / / / | G / A / | D / / / |
M8
|Gm / / / | D\F# / / / | Gm / / / | D\F# / / / |
|Gm / / / | D\F# / / / | A7 / / / | A7 / / / |
V3
| D – - – | – - – -| – - – - | – Gm7 / / |
| D / / | D\C# / / | D\C / / / | GD7 / / / |
| A7 / / / | Bb° / / / | Bm / / / | Bm / / / |
| A7 / / / | Bb° / / / | Bm / / / | Bm / / / |
| A7 / / / | Gm7 / / / | D / / / | A7 / / / | A7 / / – |
CH
| D / F#7 / | G / Gm7 / | D / Bb° / | G / A7 Bb° |
| G\B / D\A / | B7 / / / | G / A7 / | D / / / |
| G / A / | D / / / | G / A / | D / / / |
| G / A / | D / / / |Gm / / / | D\F# / / / |
One For the Ditch-G
VERSE 1
G C
Whisky with water is good for the soul
G D
But without a peat fire it’s no use at all
G Em C G
Whisky with ginger goes down a treat
G\B D G
But if you’re killing a memory it’s best taken neat
Am G\B C G
CHORUS: One for ignition, two for the road
Cadd9 G D
Three for the ditch walk the rest the way home
VERSE 2
First foot’s the hardest in the new years snow
Lying in the ditch time to get up and go
Point to the stars wouldn’t it be fine
To know with some kind of certainty that one of them was mine
CHORUS
MIDDLE 8
Bm C G
There’s fireworks and dancing the bottle goes round
Bm C D Bm7
Everyone’s lined up parties all over town
Em7 Bm7 D11 CÆ
And just as it gets to ‘Wild Mounting Time’
D
The coupes stream off in disorderly lines
INSTRUMENTAL: 2nd half verse then once through chorus
Repeat VERSE 1
CHORUS
One For the Ditch- C
VERSE 1
C F
Whisky with water is good for the soul
C G
But without a peat fire it’s no use at all
C Am F C
Whisky with ginger goes down a treat
C\F G C
But if you’re killing a memory it’s best taken neat
CHORUS:
Dm C\F F C
One for ignition, two for the road
Gadd9 C G
Three for the ditch walk the rest the way home
VERSE 2
First foot’s the hardest in the new years snow
Lying in the ditch time to get up and go
Point to the stars wouldn’t it be fine
To know with some kind of certainty that one of them was mine
CHORUS
MIDDLE 8
Em F C
There’s fireworks and dancing the bottle goes round
Em F G Em7
Everyone’s lined up parties all over town
Am7 Em7 G11 F#Æ
And just as it gets to ‘Wild Mounting Time’
F
The couples stream off in disorderly lines
INSTRUMENTAL:
Repeat VERSE 1
CHORUS:
Valentine’s Day
Stood up, I think I’ve been stood up
Didn’t expect this to happen again
I send the flowers, I send the cards
But every year it’s the same
I’m the odd man out, don’t even make the count
All the other tables have an even number
Waiter please hide me in the corner
On Valentine’s day, valentine’s day
What’s the point if you don’t get your way
On valentine’s day
Locked out can’t believe I’ve been locked out
Didn’t expect this to happen again
Key’s on the table next to one empty glass
Won’t go back and suffer the shame
It doesn’t rain it pours I should get used to my dreams being ignored
Sit on the front step watch the lovers lights dim
Chips and beer not oysters and champagne
On Valentine’s day, valentine’s day
What’s the point if you don’t get your way
On valentine’s day
Can’t sleep, I still can’t sleep
Didn’;t expect this to happen again
Head under the pillow to drown out the noise
The couples upstairs make the lampshade sway
It’s not the end of the world, there must be another odd girl
Who’ll arrive on time with a smile on her lips
Who’ll sit on my step share my beer and my chips
On Valentine’s day, valentine’s day
What’s does it matter if you don’t get your way
On valentine’s day, On valentine’s day
What’s does it matter if you don’t get your way
INTRO
| E7\G# / / | E7\G# / / | E7\G# / / | E7\G# / / |
VERSE
| E7\G# / / | E7\G# / / | Em7\G / / | Em7\G / / |
| A / / | Bb° / / | Bm / / | Bm\A / / |
| E7\G# / / | E7\G# / / | Em7\G / / | Em7\G / / |
| D / / | D\F# / / | E\G# / / | E\G# / / |
| D7 / / | D7 / / | G / / | G / / |
| D7 / / | D7 / / | G / / | G / / |
| Bm / / | Bm/A / / | G / / | G\B / / |
| Bm / / | Bm\A / / | E\G# / / | E\G# / / |
CH
| G / / | A7 / / | D / / | D / / |
| G / / | A7 / / | D / / | D / / |
| G / / | G\F# / / | E7 / / | E7 / / |
| G / / | A7 / / | D / / | D / / |
SOLO:
| G / / | G\F# / / | E7 / / | E7 / / |
| G / / | G\F# / / | E7 / / | E7 / / |
Spread Thin
V1
Stripped bare in the kitchen light
It hurts when I move
Threadbare and fragile to the kettles applause
I stare at my reflection bent up in a spoon
Cut scenes of a busy evening
Past midnight don’t need love, just company
Life rolls by on LP sleeves
Don’t even like her but she’s coming home with me
CHORUS
Spread thin around the city
You shouldn’t hate me you should just feel pity
Spread thin around the city
While your good looks last you still look pretty
Still look pretty
V2
She closed the door quietly
I heard the bolt shoot home and all was still
High heel echoes in the tiled close
Ricochet like stray bullets looking for a kill
And I checked my wallet open by the bedside
Counted the money and some of it was gone
Barefooted I scanned the debris of last night
I could just make her out in stale smoke and old perfume
M8: Here we go again, its another Saturday night
At someone else’s party
V3
Time to make sense time to make a move
Time to let the sunlight into these rooms
There’s dust and there’s cobwebs I can’t bear to see
Dark corners, painful memories
Stars and signs have been strangers
Spread my arms full wide gather all I can hold
Press it into one tight ball
Like it’s all the love I’ve ever known
Heels Over Head
VERSE 1 I’m about as rock and roll as a cup of tea and an early night
Half past nine I’m in my bed, read for a while turn out the light
Most of her’s pierced more than once, dyed red hair and too much makeup
There’s bits of her that bounce I shouldn’t stare but this is human
VERSE 2 Nature’s interfering with my carefully structured life
I’m uncomfortable with change, feels like I’m balanced on a knife
I can’t stand her laugh but crave it, she eats too loud and doesn’t listen
The girl mum would’ve hated, shows too much flesh, but this is human
CHORUS Heels over head: Play it safe you still end up dead
Heels over head; Each to their own and their own bed
Heels over head
VERSE 3 I don’t care of she laughs at me in my Birthday suit
I overheard her tell her friends that she thinks small men are cute
She’s experienced enough for both of us, well it’s her job she does these movies
What’s strange is I’m not jealous, she explained that it’s just human
CHORUS
M8 Friends say I’m not for her, but one girl’s meat in another’s poison
Some men need whipped into shape but for me that’s not a turn on
VERSE 4 Now we’re about as rock and roll as a cup of tea and an early night
Half past nine we’re in our bed, don’t read at all turn out the light
I thought I’d leave her more than once I can’t keep away despite all reason
She could have anyone she wants but she chose me and she’s not leaving
CHORUS x 2
Cut Me Off
Intro:
You got a restraining order, now I keep 50 yards away
So I spray I love you ten feet tall, over the road from where you stay
V1:
I’ve got a difficult face for drama ,the wrong attitude from the start
Each day’s a new audition always for the same part
V2:
A Ghost behind the movers van a ghoul beside the skip
There’s one thing we agree on I’m getting on your tits
CH:
Cut me off I’ll grow back bigger
Cut me off I’ll grow back bigger
Cut me off I’ll grow back bigger
I could never be tall dark and handsome, short fat and lonely that’s me
But perched on a ladder at midnight, it’s a possible two out of three
CH:
Mid 8:
You got a restraining order, now I keep 50 yards away
So I spray I love you ten feet tall, in red paint upon the wall
Over the road from where you stay
I never thought it could happen, I’m loosing interest in you
You no longer draw the curtains, and you wander about in the nude
And now crave my attentions; you chased my bus all the way home
I found your bike clips on the front lawn, was that you panting on the phone?
Was that your pant’s on the lawn?
CH:
Out:
I got a restraining order, to keep you 50 yards away
As the spray paint of I love you starts to fade
Your tattoos of me are here to stay
You’re over the road, not far away
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| G / / / | D\F# / / / | Em / / / | D / / / |
| C / / / | C7 / / / | D / / / | D7\F# / / / |
TAG | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / Image may be NSFW.
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V1
| G / / / | D / B7 / | Em / / (D) | A7 / / / |
| D / / / | Cadd9 / / / | G / / / | C / / / | D\F# / / / |
TAG | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / Image may be NSFW.
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V2
| G / / / | D / B7 / | Em / / (D) | A7 / / / |
| D / / / | Cadd9 / / / | G / / / | C / / / | D\F# / / / |
CH
| G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / |
|G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | D7 / / / | D7\F# / / / |
V3
| G / / / | D / B7 / | Em / / (D) | A7 / / / |
| D / / / | Cadd9 / / / | G / / / | C / / / | D\F# / / / |
CH
| G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / |
|G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | D7 / / / | D7\F# / / / |
M8
| Am / / / | Am\G / / / | D\F# / / / | D\F# / / / Image may be NSFW.
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| G / / / | D\F# / / / | Em / / / | D / / / Image may be NSFW.
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| C / / / | C7 / / / | D / / / | D7\F# / / / |
CH
| G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / |
|G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | D7\F# – / – |
SOLO
| G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / Image may be NSFW.
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| G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / Image may be NSFW.
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V4 alt.
| G / / / | B7 / / / | C / / / | A / / / |
| D / / / | Cadd9 / / / | G – - – | C – - – | D\F# – D\F# -|
TAG | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / Image may be NSFW.
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V5
| G / / / | D / B7 / | Em / / (D) | A7 / / / |
| D / / / | Cadd9 / / / | G / / / | C / / / | D\F# / / / |
CH/M8
| G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / |
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| G / / / | D\F# / / / | Em / / / | D / / / Image may be NSFW.
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| C / / / | C7 / / / | D / / / | D7\F# / / / |
CH
| G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / | G7(#9) / / / | C7 / / / Image may be NSFW.
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Waiting in the Wings
V1
The party’s over; the plates all cleared,
At the kitchen sink the memories swim.
From the front room the laugher drifts in.
You heave a smile for this has been your life,
CH
Waiting in the Wings never ready for the stage
Resigned to your life taught to act your age
Not the model housewife on the magazine’s front page
Waiting in the Wings
V2
If you could reach back through the years,
Would you stop the girl to tell her why?
As she walks past down the aisle,
What could have been what should have been is now…
CH
M8
There’s the boy so in love with you.
He promised the earth but you just got the moon.
You would have danced but now just hum the tune.
Now just hum the tune
V3
So you tell the kids that life’s too short;
Don’t let the moment pass you by.
But when the grand children come along,
You wear a smile for this has been your life
CH
You’ve waited in the wings, you were never for the stage
Not the model housewife on the magazine’s front page
Never knew your life would grow better day by day
Waiting in the Wings
Waiting in the wings, you were never for the stage
Not the model housewife on the magazine’s front page
Never knew your life would grow better day by day
INTRO
| Bb / C\Bb / | Cm\Bb / Bb / | Bb / C\Bb / | Cm\Bb / Bb / |
| Bb / C\Bb / | Cm\Bb / Bb / | |F / / / | Bb / / / |
VERSE 1
| Eb / / / | Bb\D / / / | D\F# / / / | Gm / / / |
| Eb6b5 / / / | Gm(sus2)/Bb / Bmaj7 / | F / / / | F / / / |
| Gm / / / | Gm\F# / / / | Gm\F / / / | Eb / / / |
| Bb\D / / / | BbÆ/Db / / / | Cm7 / / / | Cm7 / / / |
CHORUS
| F / / / | Bb / / / | Eb / / / | Bb / / / |
| F / / / | Bb / / | Eb / / / | F7 / / / |
| F / / / | Bb / / / | Eb / / / | Bb / / / |
| Cm7 / / / | F7 / / / |
TAG:
| Bb / C\Bb / | Cm\Bb / Bb / | Bb / C\Bb / | Cm\Bb / Bb / |
| Bb / C\Bb / | Cm\Bb / Bb / | |F / / / | Bb / / / |
VERSE 2
| Eb / / / | Bb\D / / / | D\F# / / / | Gm / / / |
| Eb6b5 / / / | Gm(sus2)/Bb / Bmaj7 / | F / / / | F / / / |
| Gm / / / | Gm\F# / / / | Gm\F / / / | Eb / / / |
| Bb\D / / / | BbÆ/Db / / / | Cm7 / / / | Cm7 / / / |
CHORUS:
| F / / / | Bb / / / | Eb / / / | Bb / / / |
| F / / / | Bb / / | Eb / / / | F7 / / / |
| F / / / | Bb / / / | Eb / / / | Bb / / / |
| Cm7 / / / | F7 / / / |
M8
| Bb / / / | E / / / | Bb / / / | E / / / |
| Bb / / / | E / / / | Bb / / / | E / / / |
| Bb / / / | E / / / | Em / / / | Em / / / |
TAG
| Bb / C\Bb / | Cm\Bb / Bb / | Bb / C\Bb / | Cm\Bb / Bb / |
| Bb / C\Bb / | Cm\Bb / Bb / | |F / / / | Bb / / / |
VERSE 2
| Eb / / / | Bb\D / / / | D\F# / / / | Gm / / / |
| Eb6b5 / / / | Gm(sus2)/Bb / Bmaj7 / | F / / / | F / / / |
| Gm / / / | Gm\F# / / / | Gm\F / / / | Eb / / / |
| Bb\D / / / | BbÆ/Db / / / | Cm7 / / / | Cm7 / / / |
CHORUS
| F / / / | Bb / / / | Eb / / / | Bb / / / |
| F / / / | Bb / / | Eb / / / | F7 / / / |
| F / / / | Bb / / / | Eb / / / | Bb / / / |
| Cm7 / / / | F7 / / / |
Raise a Glass
Monday comes with beating drums and the order to advance
The platform’s lined with sleepy soldiers swaying in their ranks
In the general office where the figures are dispatched
They post a list of casualties from the latest failed advance
Pre CH:
Later in the cubicle dug in and solitary
It’s the bottom rung of the ladder shoring up the company
CHORUS:
Raise a glass, raise a glass
‘Cos this time next year
I’ll be out on my own
I’m getting out of here
Tuesday’s just like Monday and Wednesday’s the same
Once more round the hamster’s wheel then sleep walk home again
On Thursday’s staff briefing we wait in battle dress
It’s left to us soldiers to clean up the office mess
M8
With each piece in place the timing will be clear
Like a rat from a trap I’m out of here
Without me this place will be finished within the year
The board room door’s revolving they don’t bother with brass plates
It’s a paper card hanging beneath some unfamiliar face
The years go on the company drum still beats the advance
There are always fresh recruits to swell the falling ranks
One For Me
VERSE 1
All the stars were out that night with the world and his wife,
For the wedding of the year.
But the lights they fade, the cameras stopped rolling
And we were all alone.
VERSE 2
What do you say to the girl that everybody loves,
That everybody shares.
To tell her once what she’s heard more than a thousand times,
With words so fine and rare.
CHORUS
I’ll say it loud, I’ll say it clear: you are the one for me my dear.
Say it loud, say it clear, say it when no-ones here.
VERSE 3
The silver screen flickers and glows and everybody stares, everybody knows,
They all love her, they don’t know a thing about me.
All that glitters is gold.
VERSE 4
You were the boy that dared to ask when no-one ever tried, no-one ever cared,
To tell me once or tell me a thousand times,
In their own sweet words
CHORUS
So say it loud and say it clear, You are the one for me my dear.
Say it loud, say it clear, say it with just me here.
BRIDGE
And if the world stopped turning I’d be still here with you.
VERSE 5 (Both )
All the stars were out that night with the world and his wife,
For the wedding of the year.
But the lights they fade, the cameras stopped rolling
And we were all alone.