Альбом The Human League

Been out all night
I needed a bite
I thought I'd put a record on
I reached for the one with the ultra-modern label
And wondered where the light had gone

It had a futuristic cover lifted straight from Buck Rogers
The record was so black, it had to be a con
The autochanger switched as I filled my sandwich
And futuristic sounds warbled off and on

The Black Hit of Space
It's the one without a face
It's the hit that doesn't fit
You can only see the flip
The Black Hit of Space
Sucking in the human race
How can it stay at the top when it's swallowed all the shops?

As the song climbed the charts, the others disappeared 'til
there was nothing but it left to buy
It got to Number One, then into minus figures
Though nobody could understand why

The Black Hit of Space
It's the one without a face
It's the hit that doesn't fit
You can only see the flip
The Black Hit of Space
Sucking in the human race
How can it stay at the top when it's swallowed all the shops?

I couldn't stand this bland sound anymore, so I walked towards
my deck to turn it off
All I could see was the b-side of the disc, which had assumed
a doughnut shape with the label on the outside rim
I reached for the arm, which was less than one micron long but
weighed more than Saturn
And time stood still
I knew I had to escape, but every time I tried to flee, the
record was in front of me

The Black Hit of Space
Get James Burke on the case
It's the hit that's never gone
Time stops when you put it... (on)

I feel my spirit fly
Only after dark - ahh
I kiss the world goodbye
Only after dark - ahh

Fight, with the city lights
Only after dark - ahh
Run, I'd like to run away
Only after dark - ahh

Won't you disappear into midnight with me
Why don't you come, why don't you come, why don't you fly, fly, fly with
Sweet elusive Fate, will be our company

Bring, out the vamp in me
Only after dark - ahh
Moon, sinful as can be
Only after dark - ahh

It's wrong, to feel so free (!)
Only after dark - ahh
Only you, know it can be
Only after dark - ahh

Won't you disappear into midnight with me
Why don't you come, why don't you come, why don't you fly, fly, fly with
Sweet elusive In Fade, will be our company

Personal Note from John Von Ahlen :
I give up. Anybody who knows what the words are in the chorus - PLEASE - email me!
I just can't figure it out :

When you fall into your seat, you know you feel you might be dying
As the breath rasps in and out, of your burning throat
You can't control your lungs because you're so tired
You're half awake with one arm in your coat
Well thank God that there is someone there to drive you
You know you couldn't make it on your own
He helps you through the door
You sit down on the floor
And you're asleep before you are alone

Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No one's awake to tell you
Life kills
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No one's awake to tell you
Life kills

For a while it seems exhaustion has subsided
The day is over and the moon is high
But your period of work is predecided
Funny how the hours of freedom seem to fly
Well thank God that there is someone there to drive you
You know you couldn't make it on your own
He helps you in the door
You sit down as before
Another shift to pay another loan

Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No one's awake to tell you
Life kills
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No one's awake to tell you
Life kills
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No one's awake to tell you
Life kills
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No one's awake to tell you
Life kills

Someone stopped the clock when we should have started early
If we miss the morning meeting our lives will be in danger
Someone's trying to stop us, there is someone in our party
It is someone with a grudge and they won't let us reach the border

Our lives are in his hands, we pay with Krugerands
The currency of pain to help us leaving
While back in our homeland the ones who make a stand
Are taken from their homes and no one hears of them again

I felt I had to come here, I thought things would be better
The situation's changed but I find I'm still resented
Someone wants my job it is someone in this building
Someone's spreading rumours and I don't feel I can stay here

I think I'm going north and now's the time to leave
The people there they say are good to strangers
And if I do my best and try to settle in
I'm sure I can be just like someone's neighbour

I'm sure I can be just like someone's neighbour

[Нет текста]

A crow and a baby
Had an affair
The result was a landslide
The result was a dare
The result was a baby
Who wanted it all
Moved out of the doll's house
Moved out of the hall

With one wing on the town and a gleam in an eye of red
Said "My father was a crow, now I want all fathers dead
Find the fathers of this world, treat them as a fatal foe
Put them in the deepest hole, then cover the pit with snow"

With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red

I'm just trying to tell you what you'll come up against
If you venture from my side, If you think you're so mature
You will end up in a field, you will be someone's manure
Mushrooms growing from your back
Feeding some damn carrion bird
Do you want to contribute
To the corruption of the world?

With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red

A crow and a baby
Had an affair
My dream was the baby
The crow was your hair
Parts of me love parts of you
That at least is obvious
Give my baby back to me
You must see it's only just

With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red
With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red
With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red

Speaking of which, what is your choice
Your conversation will suffice
I feel the need that's known to all
Better use it up before the levels fall
You can take me back to the primal drive
You can carry on until we arrive
Hypnotised inside
Now I'm not young and you're not old
I'd rather purchase than be sold
Crazed friends so bold

It's not easy to conceal
When you're so touchable
People will hide indifference
Just to be touchable
They still emit split second screams
When they are touchable
Under the surface just for kicks
Sincerely touchable

You say it's okay, but what do I feel
Guilt, compassion, or Achilles Heel
Little feet march down grey matter hill
Then panic occurs, no seeds to spill
What's the matter now
Please look up and speak
Your spirit's wilting and your flesh is weak
Eight days a week
I can't imagine what'll happen now
I wonder when and I wonder how
The end will come

It's not easy to conceal
When you're so touchable
People will hide indifference
Just to be touchable

It's not easy to conceal
When you're so touchable
People will hide indifference
Just to be touchable
They still emit split second screams
When they are touchable
Under the surface just for kicks
Sincerely touchable

The final answer to all our fears
Abrupt conclusion to all our years
Still touchable but no one hears
They carry on hypnotised inside

[Нет текста]

OK, ready. Let's do it

Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Little people like your offspring
Boiled alive for some god's stocking
Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting

Just because the kid's an orphan
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
Children don't forget this torture
Just because you call her mother
Doesn't mean that she's your better

Once more with the voice of Buddha
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Who cares for the little children
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim

The way it was in the past
A long, long time ago
Before staff levels dropped
They used to listen to the radio
And listen to the DJ's talk
About the songs they didn't know
As if it really mattered

Hit-pick or phone-in show
I don't want you to go tonight
Ten thousand watts of power
News headlines on the hour tonight
Our music beats the best
You just don't need the rest tonight
Once I couldn't care at all
But I can feel the ratings fall tonight

And 20 years ago
No-one seemed to care
The people must have known
The DJ's role was only there
To fill in space between the songs
That talk of love and other things
As if they didn't matter

Automatic stations came
And sent them all away
And now I'm left alone
I haven't got a word to say
And you're the one who makes the choice
To turn me on or turn me off
But now it really matters

Hit-pick or phone-in show
I don't want you to go tonight
Ten thousand watts of power
News headlines on the hour tonight
Our music beats the best
You just don't need the rest tonight
Once I couldn't care at all
But I can feel the ratings fall tonight

Hit-pick or phone-in show
I don't want you to go tonight
Ten thousand watts of power
News headlines on the hour tonight
Our music beats the best
You just don't need the rest tonight
Ten thousand watts of power
News headlines on the hour tonight