City Boy : Dinner at the Ritz

Hard Rock / United-Kingdom
(1976 - Vertigo Records)
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1.MOMMA'S BOY

They tell me he's a menace to man, this boy of mine
They say they're gonna take him away, make him tow the line
Don't take him away, Don't take him away.

A handsome and intelligent child, he's nobody's fool
They showed him round the chemistry lab and later lost the school.
Don't take him away, Don't take him away.

Chorus

Cause he's a Momma's boy, always been good to his
Momma that boy has always been good,cause
He's a Momma's boy, always been good to his
Momma that boy, he never does what he should,
we say Momma!

It's almost like holiday camp, if you're nice to me
I'm what they call your commandant, I'm here to please
Leave him with me, leave him with me.

Chorus

Cause he's a Momma's boy, always been good to his
Momma that boy has always been good, cause
He's a Momma's boy, always been good to his
Momma that boy, he never does what he should,
we say Momma!


2.WALK ON THE WATER

I saw him selling scenes from illegal dreams
The dude with an eye for a dime
Michael, my disciple...

Then there was John the faithless one
He was a sunny side boy on a money call
Colossal apostle...

They found us in a tent by the river Trent
We stood in the stream, killing bream
An old-time revival...

Chorus

Why don'cha!

Take a walk on the water, take a walk on the water,
take a walk on the water...Chilly, chilly cold.
Take a walk on the water, take a walk on the water,
take a walk on the water...Chilly, chilly.

Hey Jude with Your eyes giving guilt to mine
You caught me turning the water to wine
Water Divining

In a massive country pad
Slowly going mad, gimme a banner headline
and a space in "TIME" "The boy has the Power."

Chorus

So here we had three believers in me
With virgin white robes and mystical strobes
Mazuma time with a neon sign
Forget the tent now the money's spent.

Chorus


3.NARCISSUS

Lying here beside myself with joy
I am too much for my mirror
Mama said she wished me dead
Called me bad, too bad...

I fell in love as a boy
Opened my eyes and saw my shadow
With eyebrows raised, they searched my face
And found my mate, too late...

Chorus

Don't need no audience round me I'm fond of my own company
Who wants the birds and the bees when I've always got me up my sleeve.
Who said that no mans an island surrounded by nothing but sea I
I tell you he's wrong and misguided I stand here surrounded by me.

(Breaking up the mirror, you're a sinner, you're a sinner
...Breaking up the mirror; you're a sinner you're a
sinner. . .)

"Come down to earth" They called up to me
"We have a bed to ease your journey, crazy fools are born to bruise,
But we've the cure for both of you.
Don't need no audience round me I'm fond of my own company
Who wants the birds and the bees when I've always got
me up my sleeve (etc)



4.DINNER AT THE RITZ

Do you think that we could risk an evening at the Ritz!
Another shabby hotel room would really blitz my ego.
Why must we meet like this! Sharing illicit kisses
You turn a blind eye to the fact that your leaving my Heart in pieces.

I know a little cafe noir where we can sit and count the Stars
We can stay till the early hours, supposing of course they Allow us
And when they play "As Time Goes By" memories seem to hide Here
And while the world is deep in slumber we'll dance the the Eternal rumba.

Won't you come away with me
Leave it all behind
There's a happy ending somewhere
Between the lines...

What more can you ask of me, yet another Penthouse suite!
Going through my dimes and quarters, slipping away like water.
So through her expensive tastes your pockets have gone to waste
And I can tell by the way you lie there you're only a Paper tiger.

No more early mornings as I gaze in Your eyes
No more hidden kisses and sleepy lullabies...

I'm constantly aware of the things we can never share
At the stork club some chic little pub that I could never Afford...
But I wish that I could bare your ultra feminine flair
For your accent on current events over dinner drives me Spare...

Dinner at the Ritz, I'd be pleased to make an appointment
I'll be at your door an hour before we arranged
(Repeated)


5.GOODBYE BLUE MONDAY

Sign here sunshine never to look back again
Your star sign tells me it's all in the plan
Let's talk business over a bottle of wine
Feel dizzy! Seemingly this is the time...

Goodbye blue Monday no-one to drag me out of bed
No more signing on at ten
I'II be a starving star instead.

Hey all you creepers just form a line to kiss my ass
I'm telling you this dude's got class
just bow your head and raise your glass.

Goodbye blue Monday, this boy needs an entourage
Something to fill the third garage
Maybe they'll auction Ceasar's barge...

Watch band-wagons, fashion is forcing the man to hang on
Helplessly shaking his can...
Still more TV. drinks in a nameless motel
Promoting a gala performance in hell.

And so the press say that they're growing tired of me
To hell with friends and N.M.E's
They only write those things to tease

You never guessed that I was in it for the bread
I only played to get ahead
See where the hype has finally led.

Goodbye blue Monday no-one to drag me out of bed
No more signing on at ten
I'II be a starving star instead...]'m a leader
I'm a leader (Repeated)
Bye-bye, bye blue Monday
Bye-bye, bye blue Monday...(Repeated)


6.THE VIOLIN

A kindly word for friends and strangers almost anyone she Meets
A lonely house at the end of the road full of silly Memories
And when the locals laugh at her she turns a blind eye to It all
She sees the irony and so what no-one really meant it
A grey old lady, touched and lonesome, just a little bit Eccentric
But no-one sees the secrets hidden in a diary stowed Beneath the stairs

Chorus

And she sat that night in her chair by the fire hearing His violin
Tears appeared and burned her cheeks as he caressed every String
As the dawn arrives to hurt her eyes the coals are growing Dim
And when the room grows cold she still recalls every inch Of him.

Germaine was a leggy lady, barely old enough to know how
To hold the right knife at the table it was difficult but Somehow
She caught the eye of an evening pirate and he sailed his Way into her heart

Her Valentino played violin till it was well into the Night
Enjoyed her evening oh so much although she never ate a Bite
So Cinderella lost her slipper to a Lilting, Latin Gigolo.

Chorus

.And he stood that night by the tableside playing his Violin
Tears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he caressed every String
As the day appeared with the tables cleared, she was still There listening
And she rose to go with her eyes still closed, but she Paused to glance at him.
There was no-one there but her and as she sadly took her Fur, she heard...
A little weary eyed, but smiling she wandered home...
Alone.

Then every evening she came back to her table by the window
-ac


7.STATE SECRETS - A THRILLER

i) State Secrets
Got myself a secret in a briefcase
Desperation rendezvous and don't be late
Mata Hari maiden, milky silky stocking
Freezen' war lolly, going iron curtain shopping.

Civil service sandwiches and there's no bar
I'd much prefer an ounce or two of caviare
There's a plane just leaving, it's gonna take me there
Something tells me that Moscow's hip this time of year

Chorus

State secrets straight from my heart
Aaah they make you shiver
State secrets straight from my heart
Aaah C'mon deliver.

Take myself a long awaited holiday
One with all advantages of extra pay
Make a Kremlin cutie for to be my comrade
And if the streets are paved with roubles then I'II stay

Chorus

State secrets straight from my heart
Aaah they make you shiver
State secrets straight from myheart
Aaah C'mon deliver.

ii) Heavy Breathing
He's not the type of guy that you'd recognise
There's nothing to suggest that he's a prize winner
His only claim to fame is a plaque above his bed says
he's a good boy.
He's not the sort of man you could easily like
You can't exactly say that he's a nice guy
His only one delight is to see her late at night before the
curtains are drawn.

Chorus

Oooh heavy breathing he's out of control
Oooh heavy breathing he'd sell you his soul.
You'll find him in the waiting room just wasting time
Fumbling in his pockets for s



















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