17. studio album



HOLD YOUR HEAD UP (Rod Argent/Chris White)
(1972) Argent: All Together Now

And if it's bad
Don't let it get you down - you can take it
And if it hurts
Don't let them see you cry - you can make it

Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head high

And if they stare
Just let them burn their eyes on you moving
And if they shout
Don't let it change a thing that you're doing

Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head high



BLOOD RED ROSES (Peter Goalby)

Heavens above - what on earth has this come to
What have I done - what can I do now to show you
There's still a chance if you're ready to make up
It's not too late, cause I'm not ready to break up

I try to call, but you don't hear at all

I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart is tearing me apart
I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses
You've got to understand
That's my heart in your hand

No ...
Don't walk away - we can get this heart mended
Or am I the fool - and has this love just ended
I tried to call, but you don't hear at all
I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart is tearing me apart

I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses

I gotta keep on trying
To stop this love from dying

You've got to understand
That my heart is in your hand



VOICE ON MY TV (Mick Box/Phil Lanzon)

It's a familiar voice
Sometimes I wonder if I have a choice
You give it everything
You're selling God but am I listening

I hear you've seen the light
Your message comes to me by satellite
You say I must believe
I say it's just another way to deceive

If any salvation has anything to do
With your empty promises and what you think is true
Well here's my donation, if it's all the same to you

I am the voice on your TV
But I am one and I am free
Always to say what I believe
I know you're only a voice on my TV

The number on the screen
Will help me get to heaven, so it would seem
The money flows and flows
And no-one cares enough to know where it goes
Look at all the millions that you've taken for a ride
With the warmest words, and the coldest heart inside
And how much longer can I listen to ... your lies

What are all credit card believers gonna say
When they hear about the scandals
And the lovers that you pay
And all about the meetings in your secret hideaway

I am the voice on your TV
But I am one and I am free
Always to say what I believe
I cam save you
You're just a voice on my TV
Your powers strong but I am free 
Always to say what I believe
This is your conscience speaking



RICH KID (Trevor Bolder)

She's a rich kid, she wears diamond rings
Knows how to walk, knows everything
About love, she's not too sure ...
What she's looking for
Fresh from the woods, out on the street
She's looking good, looking so neat
She don't know if she should
Cos she don't know it she's bad or good
She don't care if it hurts her father
She don't care if it breaks her mother
She don't care anymore
'Cos she just wants what she's never had before

All she wants is love - she's ready
She wants love and she's gonna get it
All she needs is love - she's s gotta have it
Someone to love

All she wants is love - she's ready
Gotta have love, she'll get it
All she needs is love - she never had it
Someone to love

She was a school boy's dream, a high school queen
She had it all when she was sixteen
Stayed away from boys 'cos she thought she'd get hurt
Why did she Iisten to her mother's words
Couldn't go out - had to stay home
How she hated being on her own
She needs love like everybody else
So now she's gonna get some for herself

She don't care if it hurts her father
She don't care il it breaks her mother
She don't care anymore
'Cos she just wants what she's never had before



CRY FREEDOM (Mick Box/Phil Lanzon)

She told the story I listened with, my eyes closed
So sad, but so true
She whispered softly, I asked her why she did so
She knew that I knew
She was a skater, the ice was her second home
The country's finest, everyone could see
She had a plan to break across the border
Instead of waiting for the powers that be

Cry freedom, sweet freedom
And tell the whole world to get ready
Cry freedom, sweet freedom
Now tell the whole world that we're ready

She said goodnight, and just as I was leaving
Black car, came into view
And waiting there, they could hear me breathing
They knew that I knew
Cry freedom ...

Insane questions, they asked me what did I know
So strange, they let me go
The more they try, the stranger our love grows
I know that you know
Cry freedom ...



BAD BAD MAN (Phil Lanzon)

In this supermarket city
Among the native smiles
You have to pay for attention
And do the best you can
There's a raging silence
And it's charged with action
Got no time for weakness
'Cos I'm a bad had man

Down the streets of darkness
Where they know my name
Lies a force of evil
And a destructive plan
There's no time for questions
When you run into danger
Don't get too close to me
'Cos I'm a bad bad man

I'm working for the LA division
To stop the inner city collision
I'm bringing law and order
To the twenfy-first century

I don't care for politics
You can keep your point of view
You're better off without it
I got my own bad plan

A tough cop has a lonely existence
A reputation of the highest resistance
A mean runner bringing order
To the twenty-first century

I don't believe in passion
Don't believe in feelings
I take peace from the wicked
Run and hide while you can
I got no time for small talk
Got no time for off-the-wall talk 
Don't care who I tread on
'Cos I'm a bad bad man



MORE FOOL YOU (Mick Box/Phil Lanzon)

I held the rope so tigtly
As she climbed dowm from her room
We said we'd make our getaway
Underneath the moon 
I always will remember
The night that we left home
And the words of warning ringing in my ears

More fool you, more fool me

New job, new friends and a family
In a house on the sunny side
We played on the wheel of fortune
But it was me that took the ride
I didn't work between us
I had to give it all away
And in the end I knew it had to be

More fool you, more fool me
More fool you, more fool me

If I've told you once
Then I've told you twice
But I'll tell you once again
Now she's taken away most everything
And I've lost my only friend



WHEN THE WAR IS OVER (Steve Prestwitch)
(1981) Cold Chisel: Circus Animals

When the war is over, got to get away
Pack my bags to no place in no time no day
You and I we used each other's shoulder
Still so young, but somehow so much older
How can I go home and not get blown away

Ain't nobody gonna steal this heart away
Ain't nobody gonna steal this heart away

When the war is over, got to start again
Try to hold a trace of what it was back then
You and I we shared each other's stories
How can I go home and not get blown away

You and I had our sights set on something
Hope this doesn't mean our days are numbered
I've got plans for more than ordered days
All areund is chaos and madness
Cannot feel you're nothing more than sadness 
Only choice, to face it the best I can

When the war is over, got to start again
Try to hold a trace of what it was back then 
You and I we shared each other's stories
But just to think I'm lost in all it's glories
How can I go home and not get blown away



LIFELINE (Rod Roddy/Leon Medica/Fergie Fredericson/Tony Haselden)
(1982) Le Roux: So Fired Up

Well I'm not superstitious
But there's something going on inside
Could be friendly could be vicious
And there isn't any place to hide
It's my imagination
A blessing or a curse
No I can't ignore it
For better or for worse
It wakes me when I'm sleeping
A thief that takes my breath away
And I find myself reaching
For a lifeline
Throw me a lifeline
And bring me back this time
I need a lifeline
Throw me a lifeline
I'm going down for the last time

Sometimes I can't control it
Sometimes it isn't there at all
Sometimes I try to roll it
And wind up staring at the wall
My imagination
I love the games it plays
I get in so deep
That I get lost for days and days
It sometimes leaves me shakin'
Standing in the dark alone
And I find myself reaching



ROUGH JUSTICE (Mick Box/Phil Lanzon/Trevor Bolder/Bernie Shaw)

The gates have opened, now I'm a free man
My time is over, I need a new plan
But I've had no loving for a year and a day
My lady's waiting, got a taste for her wine
She's wearing money, but none of it s mine
She's been surviving, while I've been wasting away

Back in my room, it ain't quite the same
You can't hide it, I'm into your game

Rough Justice, there's no disguise
Losing my lover
And I can tell by the look in your eyes
Rough Justice, I've had my share
Looking for cover
I've done my time, but I'm still running scared
Rough Justice, coming dawn on me
Hand on my shoulder
Long arm ot the law never setting me free
Rough Justice, I bide my time

Back in action, riding the crest
Putting all that I learned to the test
No complications, taking it day by day
Freedom of movement, freedom of choice
Free to be right back here with the boys
Ready to listen, but you've got nothing to say
Back in my room, it ain't quite the same
Just can't help it I'm part of your game



Bonus tracks:

MIRACLE CHILD (Mick Box/Trevor Bolder/Phil Lanzon)

She got me to walk on water
I did what she said
She got me to steal the moonlight
Put it over her head
And after I moved the mountain
Which stood in the way
The answer was in the question
She asked me if I wanted to stay

All of my friends said it wouldn't last
I'd be another there in her past
But I disagree 'cause
I can't say say no, no, no, no

Save me, she's so hungry
Make a man do anything
I know, she gets hungry
Gets away like an innocent child
Save me, she's so hungry
Has the appetite to everything
I know, she's just hungry
She's got the mind of a miracle child

And when I changed the seasons
And water to wine
I took all the wordly problems
And got the peace in our time
And after I built the temple
She wanted so bad
I took her to altar on Sunday
To look at everything she had

I could say no, but I always do
Someone outside put me comin' through
And I can't stop her
I can't say no, no, no, no

She's so hungry
She gets hungry ... 



LOOK AT YOURSELF (Ken Hensley)
(1971) Look At Yourself

I see you running
Don't know what you're running from
Nobody's coming what d'you do that was so wrong
Look back and turn back, look at yourself
Don't be afraid, just look at yourself

If you need assistance, or if all you need is love
There's no point in hiding, tell me what you're frightened of
You've got a friend, just look at yourself
Don't be afraid, just look at yourself

Look back and turn back, look at yourself
Don't be afraid just look at yourself



TOO SCARED TO RUN (Mick Box/Bob Daisley/Peter Goalby/Lee Kerslake/John Sinclair)
(1982) Abominog

Too scared I could not run
I could not make a sound
Lights were flashing
My whole life passing
My feet were stuck to the ground

Too light to call it night
Too dark to call it day
Too scared to stay and fight
Too scared to run away

Too scared to run
Too scared to run away

So scared I could not move
I could not make a sound
There were people running
People shouting
Flashes all around

To scared I could not think
My eyes could not scarcely see
My heart was racing
My legs were shaking
They could not carry me



CORINA (Mick Box/Phil Lanzon/Bernie Shaw)

You're too vain, you're insane
You think the world will stop turning
'Cause you ain't around

Blind eyes, cheap lines
You got the whole band playing
But you don't hear the sound
Your venom pen
Will never poison me
I won't be sticking round that long

Corina, what's this talk of glory
Between the sheets in halls of fame
Corina, just a hard luck story
Bratpack fever
Running through your brain

Your fast cars, rock stars
You were seen at the party
But you weren't even there

False name, the same game
Somebody's minding your business
You don't even care
You think it's all
Some kind of circus ride
You think that someone's
Keeping score



HOLD YOUR HEAD UP (Rod Argent/Chris White)
(1972) Argent: All Together Now

And if it's bad
Don't let it get you down - you can take it
And if it hurts
Don't let them see you cry - you can make it

Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head high

And if they stare
Just let them burn their eyes on you moving
And if they shout
Don't let it change a thing that you're doing

Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head high



BLOOD RED ROSES (Peter Goalby)

Heavens above - what on earth has this come to
What have I done - what can I do now to show you
There's still a chance if you're ready to make up
It's not too late, cause I'm not ready to break up

I try to call, but you don't hear at all

I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart is tearing me apart
I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses
You've got to understand
That's my heart in your hand

No ...
Don't walk away - we can get this heart mended
Or am I the fool - and has this love just ended
I tried to call, but you don't hear at all
I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart is tearing me apart

I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses

I gotta keep on trying
To stop this love from dying

You've got to understand
That my heart is in your hand