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Diamond Smiles

Traffic's wild tonight
Diamond smiles her cocktail smile.
Tonight she's in heavy disguise
She looks at her wrist to clock the passing time.

Weather's mild tonight
She wonders do they notice her eyes,
She wonders will her glamour survive,
And can they see she's going down a third time.

Everybody tries,
It's Dale Carnegie gone wild,
But Barbara Cartland's child
Long ago perfected the motionless glide.

In the low voltage noise,
Diamond seems so sure and so poised
She shimmers for the bright young boys,
And laugh's "Love is for others, but me it destroys"

The girl in the cake
Jumped out too soon by mistake,
Somebody said the whole thing's half baked
And Diamond lifts her glass and says "cheers"

She stands to the side
There's no more to this than meets the eye,
Everybody drinks Martini dry,
And talks about clothes and the latest styles.

They said she did it
With grace.
They said she did it
With style.
They said she did it all
Before she died
Oh No
I remember Diamond's smile

Nobody saw her go,
They said they should have noticed
'cos her dress was cut so low.
Well it only goes to show
Ha, ha, how many real men any of us know.

She went up the stairs,
Stood up on the vanity chair,
Tied her lame belt around the chandelier,
And went out kicking at the perfumed air.

They said she did it
With grace.
They said she did it
With style.
They said she did it all
Before she died
Oh No
I remember Diamond's smile


Bob Geldof
©The Boomtown Rats
1979 Ensign Records
b/w Late Last Night

Were you really frightened
Cos I heard you late last night
You were screaming
Were you dreaming?
Is it ok?
It's alright
Oh no, must be something I ate
Late last night

There's terror in the shadows
And there's horror in the night
I don't like it in the dark,
And I'm not so sure about the light
Oh no, it must have been something I ate
Late last night

Late Last Night
I heard the madness stir inside my brain
Late Last Night
I was calm I couldn't take the strain
Late Last Night I never want to hear that sound again

I'm falling and I'm spinning
And I'm dying in my dreams
And the flies are sucking at my sores
I'm leaking at the seams
Oh no, it must be something I ate
Late last night

Is it something I said?
Is it something you'd die for?
Swill a stick around my head,
Inside it's always black
and brown
I  see white rooms,
I see white tiles,
White roofs and pure white walls
And there's a neon strip of icy blue
That's shining in the hall,
And then the blood,
The blood starts seeping
Through the ventilator screen.
It's dribbling from behind the wall
And soon I hear the screams.
Oh no, it must be something I ate
Late last night.....


Bob Geldof
©The Boomtown Rats
1979 Ensign Records
Created by Coldog for the Citizens of Boomtown.
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