Max Eider III: Back in the Bedroom

by Max Eider

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released September 18, 2007

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tags: pop UK

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Track Name: I Want
I don't want too much money
But I want more than enough
I want enough to stretch to self-denial
I want to want for nothing
And I want to give up wanting
But not right now, not quite yet
I want as if it were going out of style

I want her, for instance
And I want her to want me
And I want to give up wanting her
But maybe not quite yet
I wonder what I really want
I want to be, I want to do
Give me one and I want two

I want more, I want less
I want failure and success
I want fast, I want slow
Want to stay, want to go

I want you

I want everything you've got
But I won't give you what you want
And you don't call this love you call it greed
But if you want for nothing
Well you might be contented, girl
But that's no good, I don't want that
Because a little bit of wanting is what I need

I want you, I want you
I want you to want me
I'm going to give up wanting, girl
But one thing at a time
Don't want to sing as Marvin sang
Don't want a fling with Zihi Zhang
Don't want to do what Wes could do

Don't want more, don't want less
Don't want failure or success
Don't want fast, don't be slow
Can't you see? Don't you know?

I want you
Track Name: Secret Life
Secret life
Your secret life
A hint of perfume hanging in the air
Where have you been?
Whatever can it mean?
She doesn't know – perhaps she doesn't care

Gross deception, small white lies
And all we simply leave unsaid
Secret lows and secret highs
And secret hope and secret dread

God knows I don't want to live alone
And I do much as others do
But everyone seems strange to me
And I guess I seem quite strange to you

Secret life
Your secret life
But still you're some mother's pride and joy
And when she hears
She won't believe her ears
She'll say: No no no – he's such a sweet kind boy

Secret hatred, secret fears
And secret friends and secret dreams
Secret longing, secret tears
And secret ends and secret means

God knows I don't want to feel alone
And I guess that's how you feel too
But after all these years
You don't know me, and I don't know you
Track Name: My Dreams
Secret life
Your secret life
A hint of perfume hanging in the air
Where have you been?
Whatever can it mean?
She doesn't know – perhaps she doesn't care

Gross deception, small white lies
And all we simply leave unsaid
Secret lows and secret highs
And secret hope and secret dread

God knows I don't want to live alone
And I do much as others do
But everyone seems strange to me
And I guess I seem quite strange to you

Secret life
Your secret life
But still you're some mother's pride and joy
And when she hears
She won't believe her ears
She'll say: No no no – he's such a sweet kind boy

Secret hatred, secret fears
And secret friends and secret dreams
Secret longing, secret tears
And secret ends and secret means

God knows I don't want to feel alone
And I guess that's how you feel too
But after all these years
You don't know me, and I don't know you
Track Name: Dirty Old Man
Look at me, look at me and despair
Look at me, look at my skin, look at my hair
I don't want to light your fire
As nature's laws require
So please walk on by and do try not to stare

Look at you, look at you, and despair
Look at you, look at your skin, look at your hair,
Too much silver, not much gold
Little status but too old
And that's not how it works, as far as I'm aware

Poor old fools, don't feel so bad
It's an atavistic instinct you obey
But poor old fools, get on home
Because there's no fool like an old fool so they say

Spare a thought for dirty sad old men
Do you think we want to go through this again and again?
And pity fresh-faced youth
For here's the painful truth:
It's not a case of if, it's only when

And I know this may disgust, it may appal
It's sure to earn the scorn of women one and all
But you might temper your contempt
For the dreams we may have dreamt
While it's to mewing infants you're in thrall

Poor old fools, don't feel too bad
For every dog among you had his day
But poor old fools, get on home
Because there's no fool like an old fool, so they say
Track Name: Love's Blind
Try and try again
You can get it if you really want, she said
It's just a question of when
It's all in the mind
You can do it with positive thinking
She'd tell a drowning man to change his attitude to drinking

He gets tired just listening to her talk
Love's blind

Hard times are no disgrace
She said: Just as one door closes …
He said: Another slams in your face
Enough is enough
I've banged my head so often against a closing door
I really can't remember what else the things are for

It makes her tired just to listen to him talk
Love's blind

You're a long, long time dead
Now's the time for living
For fighting and for winning, she said
You're still in the game
He said: You've got no time for living, you just don't realise
You think you're in a race and you've got blinkers on your
eyes

It makes them tired just hearing themselves talk
Love's blind
But love's gone
Track Name: Closing Time
Yes I remember
That night we walked out in the bay
I thought we both could have died
In that inrushing tide
But you just watched as I got swept away

And I remember
The afternoon we drank champagne in bed
And I said: Why don't you stay? -
We'll do this every day
And you just looked at me and shook your head

And I remember
The day I saw you sitting in that bar
I didn't need a questionnaire
The way he touched your hair
And you just told me you are what you are

And I remember
The day you said you'd booked a one-way flight
You told me then:
You won't see me again
So whose is that face I'm looking at tonight, and thinking

Oh no you don't
Oh no you don't, no no you don't
Oh no you don't – I want to but I won't
Because I know you're only playing, darling
I know you're only playing

Time I was going
Though a part of me can't bear to say goodbye
And I confess
The way you wear that dress –
The memory could haunt me till I die

No, no hard feelings
Because I know that you don't really mean me harm
But no, not friends
This is where it ends
Because that closing bell is sounding the alarm, and I'm
thinking

Oh no you don't
Oh no you don't, no no you don't
Oh no you don't – I want to but I won't
Because I know you're only playing, darling
I know you're only playing

And I won't
No you don't girl, no no no
No you don't
Track Name: Sweet Nothing
Hang on a moment now and hear what I say
That showdown can wait
And if you must jump in the river
Tomorrow's not too late

I simply want to share with you just how I arrived
At where I am today:
Well, when problems came to a head;
When I reached crossroads, or a watershed …

I immediately did nothing, I did nothing at all
Just try it and you'll see that I'm right
There's nothing better than nothing – sweet, sweet nothing
It could take weeks, even years
But the need to decide disappears

Let's get a little closer now, relax for a while
The night's all our own
And we could make it something special
If you turned off that damn phone

I know that you like dancing, going out on the town
But that's not my style
If you want me to show you a good time
Well honey, let's get plain immobile

Yeah darling let's do nothing, let's do some nothing
It's an endless source of delight
There's nothing better than nothing – or almost nothing
Forget about doing your hair
And never mind what you can wear

'Cause nothing suits you more than nothing, just nothing
at all
When I've got sore eyes, it's a sight
Yes I believe in nothing, absolutely nothing
Don't tell me I'm wasting my time
Tell me: what made the Buddha sublime?

Well he sat down and he did nothing, he did nothing at all
And he kept right on till he saw the light
There's nothing better than nothing, sweet sweet nothing
So let's do sweet nothing tonight
I can't get enough of nothing, oh nothing's really something
Don't tell me it's wrong, 'cause it's right
There's nothing better than nothing – sweet sweet nothing
So let's just do nothing tonight
Track Name: Neutral Tones
In the dead of winter – grey and neutral tones
Fading into evening, and I'm hoping that she phones
Getting sentimental, staring at the floor
These grey and neutral evenings – god there's nothing I
hate more

But I say: Pull yourself together, try to swim against the tide
The way you carry on you'd think your dearest friend
had died
So I'm trying to remember all my favourite things
But I'm going under, sinking fast, when suddenly it rings

Breaking to the surface, sucking in the air
I pick up the receiver and I'm certain you'll be there
And inside half an hour you'll be walking through that door
These grey and neutral evenings – god there's nothing I
like more

I pour myself a drink – I just can't wait till you arrive
Because every sense and every nerve I've got has come alive
It doesn't get much better than the sound of two guitars
And White City in the distance shining brighter than
the stars

My mind has got so clouded with the habits of the years
I'm only really living for these moments when it clears
It's an old song, but everything seems new
Lights moving through White City, and one of them is you
Track Name: Stupid Heart
Hey John
I know you want her back
I know you'd take her back
You know she's just not coming back
I know it's really tough
Your really did your best
But it was just not good enough
And now you get no rest
Those awful things she said
Can't get the words out of your head
They'll get you certified
So take your head out of the dark and take a look outside

What else to do?
She was never going to wait for you
That bus has gone, the next one isn't due
For quite some time, and you're not sure where it's going
Why don't you just stay here and make another start?
Try to love your stupid neighbour with your stupid heart

Hey John
I know you want to go
You think you've got to go
But you don't know where to go
You think you've done enough
You think you've seen enough
You think you've god damn had enough
I know you're tired
And you're drinking hard
And you're trying hard to get yourself fired
To get yourself retired
To get yourself and all your nodes unwired

What can you do?
It all just got too much for you
The bus has gone, the next one isn't due
For quite some time, and you're not sure where you're going
Why don't you just stay here? – and as you're not that smart
Try to love your stupid neighbour with your stupid heart
Love your crooked neighbour with your crooked heart
Love your stupid neighbour with your stupid heart
Track Name: It's Come To This
She saw him first – that so familiar face
He was leaning back against the bar and laughing
with a friend
And after all this time her heart began to race
So many years, and so much living
But she's right back in another time and place

When she saw him first
And he turned and saw her looking, and she didn't
look away
And he walked right up and just said: Do your worst
What more to say – they blew a bubble
And then the bubble burst

Now here they are: it's come to this
Would you believe that it could come to this?
But it comes to this: it comes to this

Now she glances up again
And something in his manner makes her sure he's seen
her too
But after all that joy and all that pain
What is the point of awkward smalltalk
God – how are you?' 'Oh well, I can't complain …'

And so let's just let it go
Let's just sit and drink a silent toast to that old ghost
You and I just drank each other dry
So no pretence and no regret
If you want, forgive, forget
But we've already said our last goodbye

What is the point of mere politeness?
And what's the point of trying to explain?

So there she goes: it's come to this
Would you believe that it could come to this?
But it comes to this: it comes to this
Track Name: Kings and Queens
I saw a star win some award
He made a speech I could not applaud
He said: Music is its own reward
But he don't know what it means
While it rings out in your every chord
You are the kings and queens

She writes the songs that no one hears
He wonders why he perseveres
They've been in this band for 20 years
Since they were in their teens
When all ambition disappears
You are the kings and queens

I guess you could call her a trite kind of Muse
But she brooks no disobeying
You never neglected to pay her her dues
And you're still paying

A better world will come to pass
With Keith retained to fill your glass
While you give Lou a masterclass
And David cooks and cleans
Let Sony kiss your royal arse
When you're the kings and queens
And you are the kings and queens