Curious album
Even The Cruel Can Get The Blues (McDonnell)
There is a light
In her face
Not at all like any other light
And those melancholy eyes
Are starting to dry
Turn to steel again
Like a loaded gun
So hold on
There is a bar called the Harlequin
With mirrors on the wall
Where she can watch
Every rise and every fall
Of the hopeful
Impaled on her vanity
Under the sickbed moon
You foolish things
Baby can sing, and
Papa has to bring
The booze and the boys and his misery
Baby can fight
All through the night
'Til morning
You got a lot to answer for
(Its) just as well that you are beautiful
Ah but everybody knows
That even the cruel can get the blues
And that's all right
Its 'all right
Baby don't know
Why Papa had to go
And this time....He won't be coming home again
So baby can cry
All through the night
'til morning
Morning comes around
'til morning
Morning comes around
'til morning.......
PERSONNEL
Phil McDonnell: Vocals, Piano, Keyboards, Bass, Drums, Strings programming
Tim Palmer: Guitars, Drum programming
Dan Maitland: Saxophones