Jackie And Edna - Kevin Coyne
You called me Jacky, I called you Edna
Sitting in the green arcade, laughing at the paper hats we've made
The white sea wall, the boarding house
Sitting round the table, your sister, mother, brother and little boy
Now I'm so lonely, just a picture of you
Stuck up in my bedroom, everywhere I go I think of you
Chorus: Why can't we go out darling like we did before?
Life should be ever open, ever open door
Now I'm so lonely, lost and all alone
They say you're married with children of your own.
Called me Jacky, I called you Edna
The white seagulls around, circle breaking, what a sound
The big arcade, the noise inside
Seen you drift down the peer, oh how your grey skirt glides
You know it"s right, it can't be wrong
Just two weeks, one summer, didn't last so very long
Chorus
Called me Jacky, I called you Edna
Now you're gone away, living somewhere, no-one will say
Not a line, a single card, sitting in this lonely room
Don't you know the times are hard
No work at all, no money too
Dreaming, dreaming dreams, lonesome dreams with tales of you
Chorus
Sitting in the green arcade, laughing at the paper hats we've made
The white sea wall, the boarding house
Sitting round the table, your sister, mother, brother and little boy
Now I'm so lonely, just a picture of you
Stuck up in my bedroom, everywhere I go I think of you
Chorus: Why can't we go out darling like we did before?
Life should be ever open, ever open door
Now I'm so lonely, lost and all alone
They say you're married with children of your own.
Called me Jacky, I called you Edna
The white seagulls around, circle breaking, what a sound
The big arcade, the noise inside
Seen you drift down the peer, oh how your grey skirt glides
You know it"s right, it can't be wrong
Just two weeks, one summer, didn't last so very long
Chorus
Called me Jacky, I called you Edna
Now you're gone away, living somewhere, no-one will say
Not a line, a single card, sitting in this lonely room
Don't you know the times are hard
No work at all, no money too
Dreaming, dreaming dreams, lonesome dreams with tales of you
Chorus
Kevin Coyne - House On The Hill (live1973)
Well I'm going to the house upon the hill , the place where they give you pills
The rooms are always chilled, they're never cosy
Where they give three suits a year and at Christmas time a bottle of beer
And at Easter time the mayor comes round, he's always smiling
Where the old ladies sit by the garden wall and they never hear the bluebird call
Never notice the leaves that fall cause they're all crazy
Where the red bus stands by the great big gate
The red bus that's always late, you know why it's always late
Cause it's always empty
Chorus:
Funny, funny, funny, funny, oh so funny that's it's making me cry
Funny, funny, funny, funny, oh so funny Lord, sometimes I wish I could die.
Now this pagan life is getting me down, my brow is filled with a furl and a frown
My eyelids lower as low as can be but I'm not sleeping
I wander round that Brixton Square with the bottles strewn everywhere
Under tables and under chairs and they're all broken [ From:
Where the big red face of the man on the beat
Says Hey, have you had someting to eat?
Thrusts out his yellow teeth, they're all for biting
Where I don't have a cent and I don't know how I'll pay the rent
I think I'll turn bent and make some money
Chorus
So if you know a way I can go from out of this show you know
You could give me a golden glow but you're not trying
You'd never lift a regular hand, you call me a lazy man
Who on earth will ever understand I'm really trying
So I'm going to the house upon the hill , the place where they give you pills
And where the doctors they don't kill cause they're so friendly
Where the red bus stands by the great big gate
The red bus and it's always late, you know why it's always late
Because it's always empty
Chorus
The rooms are always chilled, they're never cosy
Where they give three suits a year and at Christmas time a bottle of beer
And at Easter time the mayor comes round, he's always smiling
Where the old ladies sit by the garden wall and they never hear the bluebird call
Never notice the leaves that fall cause they're all crazy
Where the red bus stands by the great big gate
The red bus that's always late, you know why it's always late
Cause it's always empty
Chorus:
Funny, funny, funny, funny, oh so funny that's it's making me cry
Funny, funny, funny, funny, oh so funny Lord, sometimes I wish I could die.
Now this pagan life is getting me down, my brow is filled with a furl and a frown
My eyelids lower as low as can be but I'm not sleeping
I wander round that Brixton Square with the bottles strewn everywhere
Under tables and under chairs and they're all broken [ From:
Where the big red face of the man on the beat
Says Hey, have you had someting to eat?
Thrusts out his yellow teeth, they're all for biting
Where I don't have a cent and I don't know how I'll pay the rent
I think I'll turn bent and make some money
Chorus
So if you know a way I can go from out of this show you know
You could give me a golden glow but you're not trying
You'd never lift a regular hand, you call me a lazy man
Who on earth will ever understand I'm really trying
So I'm going to the house upon the hill , the place where they give you pills
And where the doctors they don't kill cause they're so friendly
Where the red bus stands by the great big gate
The red bus and it's always late, you know why it's always late
Because it's always empty
Chorus
Kevin Coyne - I Want My Crown (live 1973)
Music: Kevin Coyne - Jackie and Edna - House On The Hill (live1973) - I Want My Crown (live 1973) - Lyrics
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