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