Diamond Album

ã All songs written by Gary Kemp

Produced by Tony Swain, Steve Jolley & Spandau Ballet

Published by reformation publishing co ltd.

Chant No 1

Instinction

Paint me down

Coffee Club

She loved like Diamond

Pharaoh

Innocence and Science

Missionary

Gently (not on album)

Chant No 1

I check the time, it’s almost time

A curious smell, an intangible crime

I’m washing my clothes, but the stain still grows

Cover your eyes, the stain still shows

I feel the graze against my skin

I know this feeling is a lie

There’s a guilt within my mind

I know this feeling is a lie

I don’t need this pressure on

Oh I should question not ignore

Songs are always buried deep

There’s a lion in my arms there is motion in my arms

Oh I should question not ignore

I should believe and not ignore

I don’t need this pressure on

You go down, down, down

Pass the talk of the town

You go down Greek street

Then it’s underground

Well it’s Soho life

For this mobile knife

It’s the place to shoot

Friday night ‘Beat Route’

ã1981 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing. Ltd

Instinction

Cheap bed, in the red

Sleep the words out of your head

Cold floor, nice and raw

Eat the meat that’s on the floor

High tide, some disguise

Loving makes the cream taste nice

New shore, final score

Fresh demand, I’m wanting more

This might not last too long

So always take it

This might not last too long

So take it

Reasons, reasons were here from the start

It’s my instinction, it’s my instinction

Reasons, reasons are part of the art

It’s my instinction, it’s my instinction

You cry justify

But deep beneath the feelings lie

Photo, looking old

Memory makes the day feel cold

They’ve gone, sing your song

Walk the flow, ah, too slow

Post boom, second doom

Stealing cake to eat the moon

This might not last too long

So always take it

This might not last too long

So take it

Reasons, reasons were here from the start

It’s my instinction, it’s my instinction

Reasons, reasons are part of the art

It’s my instinction, it’s my instinction

Stealing cake to eat the moon

ã1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd

Paint Me Down

Paint me down

I’m walking into studio

Consider strange appeal

Paint me in the home

I’m brushing up on sketchbook

Designed for love unreal

Paint me in the home

Oil and skin you’ll need to buy it

Consider what I mean

She sinks beneath the moving pictures

Prepare the brush for me

I’m craving with this need

Paint me down

I’m soaking up the surface

Conceiving new idea

Paint me in the home

She’s oiling up her subject

But all still life is here

Paint me in the home

All the boys with framed dimension

A cover up on lust

He’ll take his pain and paint it over

Prepare the brush for me

I’m craving with this need

Paint me down

ã1981 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd

Coffee Club

Matthew didn’t stay home

He went abroad instead

Journeys to glory breathing in his head

Got caught up with shoehorns

But he couldn’t get a shine

Matthew bought rap

And read the map without a sign.

Contort yourself on disco

With a rap trap white and brown

Caught within the spinning

The key-chain gang went down

No coffee club will have the rub

When product is your answer

Discuss the man; he’ll break your plan

It’s deep within the dancer…

Wear it on your back now

And summerise your vision

On the train and though the strain

Your own soul decision

Well she had a certain shimmer

She sleeps with him tonight

Stifled love decides where I’m dreaming.

No coffee club will have the rub

When product is your answer

Discuss the man; he’ll break your plan

It’s deep within the dancer…

ã1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd

She loved like Diamond

She ran the risk from unity

Obsession dies alone with tragedy

She loved like diamond

And cut so hard

She died

A passion course that leads to pain

An acid taste that laced her soul again

She loved like diamond

And cut so hard

She died

Another path, I’ve run them all

The rain has cleared the stains, no trace at all

She loved like diamond

And cut so hard

She died

ã1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd

Pharaoh

Going alone, Going alone, Going alone

Take that pharaoh

Going alone, Going alone, Going alone

Take that pharaoh

When the lights die down

You’ll see them go

Going alone, Going alone, Going alone

Take that pharaoh

Going alone, Going alone, Going alone

Take that pharaoh

When the lights die down

You’ll see them go

We are living for the game

For the game

Oh, heaven is weeping

We are all living for the game

For the game

Oh, heaven is weeping

Please don’t let my memory fail me now

‘Cause I’ve waited all this time

And I can’t run another mile

Oh, please don’t let the world know now

Please don’t let the world know now

We are living for the game

For the game

Oh, heaven is weeping

We are all living for the game

For the game

Oh, heaven is weeping….

ã1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd

Innocence and Science

Water from my mind

Break the ropes and binds

Water comes from inside

And frees me

Metal sings my name

Poisoned love sustained

Metal breaks me inside

And frees me

Innocence and science

I will never forget

ã1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd

Missionary

The bells ring out above my room

An announcement of our loss

And in the act three men decide

An indefinite epilogue

My letters have all gone

A journey that’s unsure

A message that was rich

A hand that was poor

Oh have my breath and let me go

Cause I don’t want you to know

Oh I don’t want you, want you

Want you

My own descriptions may have failed

Torn from pictures that were saved

Along with images from words

That shelves arranged above my head

A memory of my fear

Blankets hold the smell of life

And soak the many years

Oh have my breath and let me go

Cause I don’t want you to know

Oh I don’t want you, want you

Want you

Oh missionary are you here

Sun doesn’t burn when the water comes

But water doesn’t come like the English rain

They bury their heads for self-defence

A marked improvement through diligence

We are alone against our sins

Alone against our sins

Vacant rooms that are full of men

That sit on stools awaiting time

Discussion leads to little sense

They bury their heads for self-defence

We are alone against our sins

Alone against our sins

Alone against our sins.

ã1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd

Gently (not on album)

We’re watching storms and melting snow

Science for tomorrow

There’s such a lot here to control

Too many words to borrow

Ooh, let her go

Let her come home safely

Whether right or whether wrong

Gently she comes near me

Lost my ticket you found me out

Riding home on slow joy

She smiles like soul

And oh, don’t you know

Her poor nostalgic boy

Ooh let her go

Let her come home safely

Whether right, or whether wrong

Gently she comes near me.

I’m certain that you understand

That under stones you found me

Hello, hello, I’m in your hands

New love hurts me slowly

Ooh let her go

Let her come home safely

Whether right, or whether wrong

Gently she comes near me.

ã1982 Gary Kemp published by Reformation Publishing Ltd