Phil Smith (with Sarah Eida)
Phil Smith/Sarah Eida

Story

From the 'I Work Nights' liner notes:

I knew I wanted to have a duet on the album and wanted to sing it with the wonderful Sarah Eida, so I sat down at the piano and wrote this one in cold blood. When Sarah came over to record, she helped me finish writing this, one of my favourites.

Lyrics

4 o'clock in the morning

I can't get you out of my head

And my brain is humming with all those things

I very nearly said

You know my friends don't like you

They think you're bitter, twisted and old

But right now I would give up everything

To watch you get involved

If I find you in a doorway

Waiting for your man to come home

I'll disappear like circus smoke

And call you up later on

I don't know where this is going

Maybe just one more kiss

But I know

We've got to stop meeting like this

6 o'clock and it's raining

I'm standing at the factory gate

I am waiting for the whistle to blow

So we can make our escape

Something about you holds me

Holds me deep but I don't know

Is it wrong or is it right

To carry on this Midnite Show?

If I find you in a doorway

Waiting for your man to come home

I'll disappear like circus smoke

And call you up later on

I don't know where this is going

Maybe just one more kiss

But I know

We've got to stop meeting like this

Oh give me something to believe in

Oh tell me something I don't know...I don't know


Now it's 5 o'clock in the morning

I can't get you out of my head

My mouth is dry, I can't think straight

And what was that you nearly said?

You know my friends don't like you

They think you're evil, twisted and bold

But right now I would give you everything

And you know that I can't be told

If I find you in a doorway

Waiting for your man to come home

I'll disappear like circus smoke

And call you up later on

I don't know where this is going

Maybe just one more kiss

But I know

We've got to stop meeting like this

Phil Smith
Phil Smith

Story

I had this one around for ages after tuning my Les Paul down to an open C tuning. I played the synth totally off the pitch wheel.

This is my wife's favourite.

Lyrics

It breaks my heart to let you down

But girl I've been grieving too

And when I said I was Lyin'

I was lyin' about that too

The taste is sweet, the life is hard

Girl I've been missing too

And when you said you were leaving

I was leaving it up to you

Phil Smith and The Realistics
Phil Smith

Story

A couple of years back I had a very cool band called The Realistics. We recorded this one for a CD single (available @ iTunes). It's a simple story of waiting for your little baby to come home...

"Take out the garbage, leave on the light, hope everything's alright" etc. You know how it goes...

Lyrics

My little baby says she’s comin’ home tonight

Wait by the window hope everythings alright

My little baby’s comin’ home tonight

Take out the garbage and leave  on the light

My little baby says she’s comin’ home tonight

 

My little baby’s got a mountain for her heart

South of the river that’s where the dancin’ start

My little baby’s got a mountainous heart

Aint no valley gonna keep us apart

My little baby’s got a mountain-for her heart

 

Every-day’s a new expression

I feel it washin’ over me yeah

 

My little baby says she knows we will never part

I feel inspired-I have right from the start

My little baby says she wants me to know

As long as I love her she’ll never go

 

My little baby says she’s stayin’ here with me

 

My little baby says she’s comin’ home tonight

Wait by the window I hope that everything is alright

My little baby’s comin’ home tonight

Take out the garbage and leave on the light

My little baby says she’s comin’ home tonight

My little baby says she’s comin’ home tonight

My little baby says she’s comin’ home tonight

Phil Smith
Phil Smith

Story

The 1st. track from my debut solo CD "All Things Considered." It's a litany of stuff, which I first wrote over 10 years ago when I lived in a little cold-water flat by the beach.

Lyrics

How many dreams that never come true

How many reasons you can see right through

How many more times till we get it on

How many miles to Babylon

How many stages where the scenery falls

How many dark and disturbing phone calls

How many slips of your stupid tongue

How many miles to Babylon

Something in my eyes lets you see what I have done

Don’t you realise that you’re coming with me-To Babylon

How many pieces can shatter & break

Before you understand just what it takes

How many times will you get back on

How many miles to Babylon

How many tired horses in the sun

How many cigarettes, how much fun

How many nights when your life weighs a ton

How many miles to Babylon

Something in my eyes lets you see what I have done

Don’t you realise that you’re coming with me-To Babylon

How many dreams that never come true

How many lies, baby, what can you do?

How many times have you heard this song

How many miles to Babylon…