Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wet Wet Wet
Performer
Graeme Clark
Bass Guitar
Graeme Duffin
Guitar
Kevin Simm
Lead Vocals
Matt Holland
Trumpet
Jamie Anderson
Saxophone
Simon Lea
Drums
MATT CARTER
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Graeme Clark
Songwriter
Tommy Cunningham
Songwriter
Neil Mitchell
Songwriter
Marti Pellow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wet Wet Wet
Producer
Lyrics
Ain't got enough, so I go out and get some more
It got so bad it nearly left me lying on the floor
I started thinking that it’s wearing on my soul
But I got to get it better tonight
Raindrops keep falling on my window-pain
They make my company,
Now, I can hear them knocking on my door
Now, should I let them in?
When I look at the faces baby
You see how the other half dies
When I look at the faces baby
I’ve got to, got to, got to
Let them come on in
Come on lip service getting
Right out of order
Better keep looking
Or I’ll blow my cover
She’ll get caught by big sister midnight
I’ve been only telling story
You will only tell me lies
I get the picture cause you never got its soul!
I get it, handed back, it turns into a tray of gold
That’s just a victim of the promises you told
And I count the cost of living tonight
Bottle the past and number the label
Drink to the future, girl be ready and able
Get a grip with a new fixation
And take them all and let them all in
When I look at their faces baby
You see how the other half dies
When I look at their faces baby
I got to, got to, got to
Let them come on in
Come on lip service getting
Right out of order
Better keep looking
Or I’ll blow my cover
She’ll get caught by big sister midnight
I’ve been only telling story
You will only tell me lies
Should I let them all
Let them all come in
Should I let them all
Let them all come in
Should I let them all
Let them all come in
Come on lip service getting
Right out of order
Better keep looking
Or I’ll blow my cover
She’ll get caught by big sister midnight
I’ve been only telling story
You will only tell me lies
Come on lip service getting
Right out of order
Better keep looking
Or I’ll blow my cover
She’ll get caught by big sister midnight
I’ve been only telling story
You will only tell me lies
Written by: Graeme Clark, Marti Pellow, Neil Mitchell, Tommy Cunningham