Compilation



NOTHING TO LOSE (Jobson/Wetton)
(1979) UK: Danger Money

Nothing to lose

Now I can really break it
Now I don't have to fake it
Forget it then I don't need it
If it ain't hot I'll leave it

Nothing to show but no-one to stop me I'm going away
I'm kicking my heels, rolling the wheels and I'm leaving today
yeah, yeah

Nothing to lose

I gotta run for my life
Shoot out and shine those searchy lights
I'm really top cross that border line
'm going to make it stick this time

Nothing to show but no-one to stop me I'm going away
I'm kicking my heels, rolling the wheels and I'm leaving today
yeah, yeah

Nothing to lose



IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT (Jobson/Wetton)
(1978) UK: UK

Are you one of mine who can sleep with one eye open wide? 
Agonizing psychotic solitary hours to decide
Reaching for the light at the slightest noise from the floor
Palms of hands perspire heart goes leaping at a knock from the door
In the Dead of night
In the Dead of night 

Rich and powerful ascend complicated bends to be free
To indulge in what they will and jaded thrill or fanstasy 
Shuttered windows that belie all stifled cries from within 
And prying eyes are blind to proceedings of the kind that begin
In the Dead of night 
In the Dead of night



BABY COME BACK (Wetton)
(1980) Wetton: Caught In The Crossfire

You went away leaving me on my own
You went out there with somebody new
The distractions day are okay
I don't worry
But the night brings the memory back of you 

Plenty of girls I can laugh and pretend with
The evenings are never a bore
But the end of the party I leave by myself
And the thrill turns to chill when I get home

Baby come back
I'm lonely without you
Baby come back
You went away
Baby come back
Said I'm lonely without you
Baby come back

I always thought of myself as a loner
You proved me wrong now I know
Despite what I said, It's a high price I paid
It's so cold at the end of the day

I need you back by my side, there's no doubt I loved only you all along
If you would admit that you're aching as I do
Come back, I'll admit that I was wrong



CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE (Wetton)
(1980) Wetton: Caught In The Crossfire

It's a cold, dark and lonely night
When you know no way to turn
When you've gambled the two things you loved and lost
It's the hard and only way to learn

When I was young, I though I'd never change
But values rarely stay the same
Such a drag to go through all of this
To see my whole life rearranged

I was caught, caught in the crossfire
Between you and me and me and her
I was caught, caught in the crossfire
Between right and left and right and wrong

And experience is no comfort now
It's the world of the unknown
There's a road leading through the crowd
I'm the man, the man who walks alone

From the start, well I had to choose
It was for me along to decide
It was plain sailing at daybreak
By nightfall I was dragged beneath the tide

I was caught, caught in the crossfire
Between you and me and me and her
I was caught, caught in the crossfire
About what was right and what it left for me

So everyday, keep searching, to find a way
And keep moving, to leave this place
Drown in sorrow, raise my glass
And maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow …



NIGHT AFTER NIGHT (Jobson/Wetton)
(1979) UK: Night After Night - LIVE



EYESIGHT TO THE BLIND (Williamson) (bonus)
(1979) Jack Knife: I Wish You Would

You talk about your woman
Wish you could see mine
You talk about your woman
Wish you could see mine
Every time she starts to loving
She gives eyesight to the blind

Well her daddy was a merrymaker
You can tell by the way she walks
Well her daddy was a merrymaker
You can tell by the way she walks
Every time she starts loving
The dumb begin to talk

One Friday morning we were
Lying 'cross the bed
The man next door was dying
But he raised up his head
He said ain't she pretty
(But) The whole world knows she's fine
Every time she starts to loving
She gives eyesight to the blind



TURN ON THE RADIO (Wetton)
(1980) Wetton: Caught In The Crossfire

All the day, I just can't stand it
I can't give no more, but the man demand it
Watch the clock, through the window
Wait for it, when the last bell go
Grab the keys, I go solo
Get that engine going, and the radio

City lights rushing fast by me
Got to leave, feel so damn stymied
Get away, where they can't see me
Where it's safe, I can just be me
Cruising quick, getting near midnight
Turn up the volume and I'm feeling alright

Play it loud, play it long, play to win
play it cool, play it hard, don't give in
play it live, play it me
Turn on the radio

All the day, I just can't stand it
I can't give no more, but the man demand it
Get away, where they can't see me
Where it's safe, I can just be me
Grab the keys, I go solo
Get that engine going, and the radio
Turn on the radio



 RENDEZ-VOUS 6:02 (Jobson/Wetton)
(1973) King Crimson: Larks' Tongues In Aspic; (1979) UK: Danger Money

It's 5 o'clock
driving sown Park Lane
and London leaves
for the weekend again
through the dark city streets
in the clinging rain
I take my car
towards the Thames
and Waterloo ...

6:02 Waterloo

Was that a face I saw?
No, just a trick of light
It's getting clearer now
but moving out of sight
It's cold and late
and I can't miss that train
I turn around
walk through the arch
of Waterloo

I saw the same hooded face

He beckoned me from the gate
Did you not know, my friend?
Ten years ago was the end
After the war
Waterloo was no more,
But your ticket states
There is one train
It's leaving now
And there is a place

Remember my face
and Waterloo ...



BOOK OF SATURDAY (Fripp/Wetton/Palmer-James)
(1973) King Crimson: Larks' Tongues In Aspic  

If I only could deceive you
Forgetting the game
Every time I try to leave you
You laugh just the same

'Cause my wheels never touch the road
And the jumble of lies we told
Just returns to my back to weigh me down

We lay cards upon the table
The backs of our hands
And I swear I like your people
The boys in the band

Reminiscences gone astray
Coming back to enjoy the fray
In a tangle of night and daylight sounds

All completeness in the morning
Asleep on your side
I'll be waking up the crewmen
Banana boat ride

She responds like a limousine
Brought alive on the silent screen
To the shuddering breath of yesterday

There's the succour of the needy
Incredible scenes
I'll believe you in the future
Your life and death dreams

As the cavalry of despair
Takes a stand in the lady's hair
For the favour of making sweet sixteen 

You make my life and times
A book of bluesy Saturdays
And I have to chose ...



PAPER TALK (Wetton)
(1980) Wetton: Caught In The Crossfire

I've seen your diamond ring
Shining across the room
Illuminating everything
You're such a star, you know you are, you are

And you've got no time for me
I'm not one you want to see
Your role in society
Dictates to you, a busy man, you've things to do
I understand, but when I call, you're off the wall, you are

Paper talk is all I get from you
Paper talk all the way
Paper talk it could be baby talk
Paper talk all the way

The man brings champagne for you
You don't have to tell him to
He does, he's expected to
It's the thing to do, for the man of means, you are

And you talk too fast for me
You don't understand ability
Your game is monopoly
The family tree, dates back to when, your pedigree
Betrays to me, those promises, never to be, again

Paper talk is all I get from you
Paper talk all the way
Paper talk it could be baby talk
Paper talk all the way

Your watch is from Cartier
And time's the only price you pay
To me, living day by day
Your noble chin explains to me
Your blue eyes belie insincerity and I despise
The pointless lies, you tell



AS LONG AS YOU WANT ME HERE (Jobson/Wetton)
(1979) UK: Night After Night - LIVE



COLD IS THE NIGHT (Wetton)
(1980) Wetton: Caught In The Crossfire

Same stupid game
I always lose
Same stupid game
Without you
Cold is the night

I don't make promises
I don't tell lies
And I don't take anyone's advice
One thing I'm certain of
This time it's for real
Well I sure know how it feels

Cold is the night
Blue is the day
Cold is the night
Without you

Same stupid game
I always lose
Same stupid game
Without you
Cold is the night



STARLESS (Cross/Fripp/Wetton/Bruford/Palmer-James) (bonus)
(1974) King Crimson: Red

Sundown dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within
Only see
Starless and bible black

Ice blue silver sky
Fades into grey
To a grey hope that oh years to be
Starless and bible black

Old friend charity
Cruel twisted smile
And the smile signals emptiness
For me
Starless and bible black