Album title: HEAD MUSIC Release date: May 3, 1999 Tracklist: Electricity, Savoir Faire, Can't Get Enough, Everything Will Flow, Down, Asbestos, She's in Fashion, Head Music, Elephant Man, Hi-Fi, Indian Strings, He's Gone, Crack in the Union Jack

electricity
Written by Anderson/Codling/Oakes
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 4:38
Track 1 on the album "Head Music"
Suede's 14th single
We got a love that's as cold as stone
We got a love from a violent home
We got a love that ain't got no name
We kiss our love with lips like pain
We gotta lotta electricity
We got a love like AC/DC
We got a love that ain't got no shame
We kiss our love with lips like pain,
Kissing our love with lips like pain

I said "Oh, it's bigger than the universe
Bigger than the universe, bigger than the 2 of us
Oh; it's bigger than you and me,
We got a love between us and it's like electricity

We got a love like a violent mind,
We get our love from the white, white lines,
We got a love that ain't got no name,
We kiss our love with lips like pain
We got a love from the nowhere towns,
We got a love like electric sounds,
We got a love that ain't got no shame,
We kiss our love with lips like pain
Kissing our love with lips like pain

I said, "Oh it's bigger than the universe
Bigger than the universe, bigger than the 2 of us
Oh; it's bigger than you and me,
We got a love between us and it's like electricity

Oh, it's bigger than the universe
Bigger than the universe, bigger than the 2 of us
Oh; it's bigger than you and me,
We got a love between us and it's like electricity

Oh, it's bigger than the universe
Bigger than the universe, bigger than the 2 of us
Oh; it's bigger than you and me,
We got a love between us and it's like electricity

Aah...


					
savoir faire
Written by Anderson
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 4:37
Track 2 on the album "Head Music"
She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse
and she going where the lights are on,
She shaking obscene like a fucking machine
and she's gone, gone, gone
She cooking crack giving us heart attack
and she living in a kooky show,
She open your mind for the millionth time
and then go, go, go

And she got everything she needs
And she got pretty, pretty feet,
And she got flowers in her hair, yeah, yeah
She got savoir faire, yeah, yeah

She shaking the scene outside, in between,
and she rocking to the looney tunes,
And she make love and swallow a dove
in her room, room, room,

She speeding away thru the city today
and she living in a kooky show

With show life, low life watching her
go and then move, move, move,

And she got everything she needs
(Harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah yeah)
And she got pretty, pretty feet
(Painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah)
And she got flowers in her hair
(Daffodils from windowseat)
She got savoir faire, yeah, yeah
She got savoir faire, yeah, yeah

And she got everything she needs
(Harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah yeah)
And she got pretty, pretty feet
(Painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah)
And she got flowers in her hair
(Daffodils from windowsits)
She got savoir faire, yeah, yeah
She got savoir faire, yeah, yeah
She got savoir faire, yeah, yeah



can't get enough
Written by Anderson/Codling
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 3:59
Track 3 on the album "Head Music"
Suede's 17th single
I feel real now walking like a woman
and talking like a stone age man,
I feel real now talking like Buddha and
doing it again
I get kicks I rip it up, kick it up,
take it like a teenage tough,
And I feel real now talking like sugar
and shaking that stuff,
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"

I feel schitzo everso psycho,
Kicking at an old tin can,
I feel real like a man, like a woman,
like a woman, like a man
I make deadspace feel like a head case
take it like a teenage tough
I feel real now watching those wheels
and shaking that stuff,
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"

Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"

I feel real now walking like a woman
and talking like a stone age man
I feel real now talking like Buddha and
doing it again
So gimme this and gimme that
Smother me and gimme some of that bad stuff,
I feel real now talking like sugar
and shaking that stuff,
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"



everything will flow
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 4:40
Track 4 on the album "Head Music"
Suede's 16th single
Watch the early morning sun,
drip like blood from the day,
See the busy people run,
so many games to play
See the blue suburban dream,
under the jet plane sky,
Sleep away and dream a dream
Life is just a lullaby

Oh, and everything will flow
Oh, you know everything will flow
Oh...

Watch the day begin again,
Whispering into the night,
See the pretty people play,
Hurrying under the light,
A million cars, a million trains,
Under the jet plane sky
Nothing lost and nothing gained
Life is just a lullaby

Oh, and everything will flow
Oh, I said everything will flow
Oh, you know everything will flow
Oh...

Oh, and everything will flow
Oh, you know everything will flow

The neon lights in the night tonight
will say "everything will flow"
The stars that shine in the open sky
will say "everything will flow"
The lovers kissed with an openness
will say "everything will flow"
The cars parked in the hypermarket
know "everything will flow"



down
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 6:12
Track 5 on the album "Head Music"
All the people in your life say you're down
And the strangers in the night say you're down
And the loonies on the right say you're down
You're down
And the ambulances sigh that you're down
And the traffic speeding by say you're down
And the people in your mind say you're down, you're down

Hey, you chase the day away,
Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away,
There's a sadness in your eyes,
And there's a blankness in your smile,

And the people in the park say you're down,
And the strangers in the dark say you're down,
And the pissheads in the bars, say you're down, you're down
And the audiences cry that you're down,
And the ambulances sigh that you're down
And the boyfriends and your love say you're down, you're down

Hey, you chase the day away
Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away,
There's a sadness in your lite,
There's a madness in your smile

Hey, you chase the day away
Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away,
There's a sadness in your lite,
There's a madness in your smile



asbestos
Written by Anderson/Codling
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 5:17
Track 6 on the album "Head Music"
Watching all the women shaping, slimming
Walking down the roads again
Looking at the lovers under covers,
come in and let's be friends
Watching all the school girls breaking the rules,
running round and having sex
Watching all the women shaking slimming
Come in and cash the cheques
The suburban girls, and they're making noise
And they're making eyes at suburban boys
Watching all the lovers under covers,
Watching all the roads bend,
Listening to Lulu, Amazulea,
come in and let's pretend
Watching all the women shaking slimming
Walking down the road again
Scheming like a school boy watching you boy
Come in and let's pretend
The suburban girls, and they're making noise,
and they're making eyes at suburban boys, at suburban boys, at suburban boys
The suburban girls, and they're making noise,
and they're making eyes at suburban boys
The suburban girls, and they're making noise,
and they're making eyes at suburban boys,
at suburban boys, at suburban boys, at suburban boys



she's in fashion
Written by Anderson/Codling
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 4:53
Track 7 on the album "Head Music"
Suede's 15th single
She's the face on the radio, she's the body on the morning show,
She's there shaking it out on the scene,
She's the colour of a magazine
And she's in fashion, she's in fashion,

She's employed where the sun don't set
and she's the shape of a cigarette
And she's the shake of a tambourine
and she's the colour of a magazine,
And she's in fashion, and she's in fashion

Oh and if she tells you 2 is 1 then 2 is 1 my love
Oh and if she tells you you should know,
then you should know my love,
She is strung out on a TV dream,
and she's the taste of gasoline,
and she's as similar as you can get to the shape of a cigarette
And she's in fashion
(And the sunshine it blows my mind, and the wind blows my brain).



head music
Written by Anderson
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 3:23
Track 8 on the album "Head Music"
Lonely skies, empty minds, we walk by to
the rock and rhyme, I said, "Oh, come on do it again"
City signs, business minds, we walk by with
head hi-fi, you know oh, I wanna do it again
And we loose it to the music,
and we loose it to the beat and get stupid, come on loose it
Cos it all means nothing to me

So give me head, give me head, give me head music instead,
You know oh is it all in the mind?
Give me head, give me head, give me head music instead,
You know oh yes it's all in the mind

Kids get high, cities die, we just smile cos it's all inside
You know oh yes it's all in the mind
So come on loose it to the music
and loose it to the beat and get stupid, come on loose it
Cos it all means nothing to me come on come on
So give me head, give me head, give me head music instead,
You know oh cos it's all in the mind? Come on come on
Give me head, give me head, give me head music instead,
You know oh yes it's all in the mind
Yes it's all in the mind



elephant man
Written by Codling
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 3:06
Track 9 on the album "Head Music"
I love that deafening, thundering sound
that sounds like buildings tumbling down
And people wish that they weren't around
When we all rock and roll into town

We hear those fearful piercing screams
The kind you find on cinema screens
As if they're fit to burst at the seams
If they could say what all of this means

I am, I am the elephant man
It is incredible how I can
look just like just like an elephant man,
just like, just like my elephant fans

We love that satisfying, rattling crash,
The sound of registers full of cash
We'll be all over your town like a rash
We'll steal your children and smoke all your hash

I am, I am the elephant man,
It is incredible how I can
look just like just like an elephant man,
just like, just like my elephant fans

I love that deafening, thundering sound
That sounds like buildings tumbling down
And people wish that they weren't around
When we all rock and roll into town

I am, I am the elephant man,
It is incredible how I can
look just like just like an elephant man
Just like, just like my elephant fans
We are, we are the elephant men,
Take heed, we'll be stampeding again
Look out all of you fairweather friends
Because elephants never forget



hi-fi
Written by Anderson
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 5:09
Track 10 on the album "Head Music"
					
Slipping through the city, sliding train to train,
Sulking on the subway, music in our brain
She and me together in the city sound,
Me and Mona Lisa on the underground,

Hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah
Hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah
Hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah
Hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah

Slipping through the city, sliding train to train
Sulking on the subway listening to the trains
She and me together speed through space and time
Graffiti in our eyes and music in our mind

Hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah
Hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah
Hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah
Hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah



indian strings
Written by Anderson
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 4:21
Track 11 on the album "Head Music"
Open up my heart and see what's inside,
Take a look inside me, inside my mind
And you'll see my heart is broke in two
'Cos I've seen the real you

Images of violence fill up my mind,
And you see the silence feel it inside
And you'll see my heart is broke in two
Cos I've seen the real you

So sad we seem, so far we've been
She knows the scene
And I see your heart is broken too,
Cos I've seen the real you
Seen the real you



he's gone
Written by Anderson/Codling
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 5:35
Track 12 on the album "Head Music"
Tears on a pillow, eyes on the phone,
you pour all the love that you keep inside into a song,
Like "He's Gone", and these are the thoughts that you keep inside,
You smile from your window, and stand all alone
And pour all the love that you keep inside into the phone, into the phone,

And like the leaves on the trees,
Like the Carpenters song,
Like the planes and the trains
and the lives that were young, he's gone
And it feels like the words to a song

With the style of a widow, and a place of your own
you pour all the love that you keep inside into the phone,
and sit alone
Cos these are the thoughts that you keep inside
And you smile from your window and stand all alone
and pour all the love that you keep inside into a song, into a song

And like the leaves on the trees,
Like the Carpenters song,
Like the planes and the trains
and the lives that were young, he's gone
And it feels like the words to a song
And like the stains on the names of the lives that were young, he's gone
And it feels like the words to a song,

And like the leaves on the trees,
Like the Carpenters song,
Like the planes and the trains
and the lives that were young, he's gone
And it feels like the words to a song
And like the stains on the names of the lives that were young, he's gone
And it feels like the words to a song,
So gone, so gone....



crack in the union jack
Written by Anderson
Produced by Steve Osborne, 1999
Song duration - 1:56
Track 13 on the album "Head Music"
Draw the blinds and watch the show,
Heard it on the radio, saw it on the news today
I heard the lonely people say

"There's a great big crack in the Union Jack"
"There's a great big crack in the Union Jack"

Another day, another love,
Another midday T.V. show, saw it on the news today,
Heard the lonely people say

"There's a great big crack in the Union Jack,
There's a great big crack in the Union Jack,
In the Union Jack."