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The Elephant's Graveyard  (also the B side of the German and Austrian releases of Up all Night)

Did you slip the noose when the beast broke loose
The elephants graveyard ain't the place to be
And white turns black, dies of heart attack
The elephants graveyard needs the change of scene.
You got the money, but who needs the tension
And fear's no cheaper on the old age pension
There's just one thing that I forgot to mention
What've you got to lose when you know

You're guilty 'till proven guilty
Isn't that the law
Guilty 'till proven guilty
That's what we saw

Do the blue rinse shuffle with the beach boy muscle
Waiting all your life for this golf cart life
You see the judge and then you check the jury
She does her hair and calls the lawyer curtie
It's Disneyland under martial law
Twitch on the TV tell me what you saw

They were guilty 'till proven guilty [etc...]

Justice isn't blind
It just looks the other way
Not from want of trying
I have nothing left to say

The sky burns bright, 24 hour night
And you don't pay death duties when you're on death duty
You came here looking for the peace and quiet
The healthy air and the healthy diet
The sea's so calm but the street's a riot
Taken years off your life when you've no years left to give
Yeah you're

Guilty 'till proven guilty [etc.]

Shame shame shimmy shame.
Shame shame shimmy shame.


Bob Geldof
©The Boomtown Rats
1980 Phonogram Int BV
b/w Real Different

The world at any time might take its own thalidomide
It's just one of those things
You see eternity fell out of love when we invented self-destruct
It was one of those things
Now you're walkin' in, you're walkin' out, you're steppin' in and steppin' round and it don't change a thing
These fools who have given you these mystical new points of view
That never meant a thing

Oh let's get drunk and watch the TV, a special's on tonight
I'll fill my pocket full of stones and I'll throw 'em at the light
'Cuz I stop and I think, well
It could be different
A new day but it's
No different
It's all changed, but it's
No different
So stop
And walk away-a-hey-hey, for more of the same

I don't wanna argue with ya, anyway the end result's always the same
It's just I tune into the never-never, everything will sing forever
Ain't it always the same
They're beamin' local hope out on the on the stero waves
Salvation's on the dial but a foot's in the grave

So you stop and think, well it's
Real different
It's not new but it
Seems different
It all changed well
What's the difference
Stop
And turn away
For more of the same

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-uwoh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-uwoh

It's the little things they do
That scare me so
Somethin' in their smile
That tells me things ain't kosher

And I want to be different,
And I want to be dangerous
Doctor, what's the cure?
Tonight another ceremony
Tonight is not like other nights
I'm almost sure
The doctor clicks his tongue
At this real head case
Who's just a wicker chair away
From rehabilitation

He stops and thinks well
This could be different
A new day
But it's no different
All changed but
It's not different
So stop
And turn away-hey-hey-hey
Maybe someday

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-uwoh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-uwoh [repeats]

It's no different
(doodoo, a-doodoo, a-doo-doo, a-doodoo, a-doot doot!)


Bob Geldof
©The Boomtown Rats
1980 Phonogram Int BV
Created by Coldog for the Citizens of Boomtown.
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