Lyrics to the The Hussy's Super Pro

Newer songs written by James McColl for the debut album. Solos coming soon!

Roller Disco

C# B C# E / F# E D B C# G#
I'm so tired of the rush hour
Being responsible,
I wish I could go back to when I was just a little girl
Carrying your boots round your neck
Never kept your fare for the train
We always ended up phoning my dad to get us home again
We used to spin round at the roller disco
Liked to pretend that it was San Francisco
So glamorous but we were just kids
That was one of the best things that I ever did
Oh oh one of the best things that I ever did [x4]
You always had the best moves
I liked to watch the boys
When I hear 2 Unlimited, man I get a little bit of joy
We used to spin round at the roller disco
Liked to pretend that it was San Francisco
So glamorous but we were just kids
That was one of the best things that I ever did
Oh oh one of the best things that I ever did [x4]
[Guitar solo]
Get that stamp on your wrist,
We can throw around some shapes
With a set of polypropylene wheels you can lose your heartaches
We used to spin round at the roller disco
Liked to pretend that it was San Francisco
So glamorous but we were just kids
Still it was one of the best things that I ever did
Oh oh one of the best things that I ever did [x4]
[Repeat chorus]
We used to spin round at the roller disco
Liked to pretend that it was San Francisco

Rachel

F G C Bb / F# G# E Bb G#
I`ve felt like this for quite some time
I felt it deep down inside
But I couldn`t say cause everybody loves Rachel
I wanted to see a psychologist
I wanted to state my feelings
Can`t hide my inner being cause everybody loves Rachel
Believe me she`s a bully,
She tried to take my dinner money
Believe me she`s a bully
Her poisoned words are caked in honey
I know I`m not going mental
I know she ain`t so sweet and gentle
I don`t want to be part of the scene where everybody loves Rachel
She left a good friend messed up
I couldn`t let that pass
Confront her in the cloakroom
Show her I can kick her ass
[alternate: Show her I can empty the trash]
She`s on the best of terms with
All the people that think they matter
I want to spit on her booty cause not everybody loves Rachel
Believe me she`s a bully
She tried to take my dinner money
Believe me she`s a bully
Her poisoned words are caked in honey
I know I`m not going mental
I know she's not so sweet and gentle
I don`t want to be part of the scene where everybody loves Rachel
I don`t want to be part of the scene where everybody loves Rachel
[Guitar fill]
Do do do do
Believe me she`s a bully
She tried to take my dinner money
Believe me she`s a bully
Her poisoned words are caked in honey
I know I`m not going mental
I know she ain`t so sweet and gentle
I don`t want to be part of the scene where everybody loves Rachel
I don`t want to be part of the scene where everybody loves Rachel
I`m hoping that you know what I mean
Where everybody loves Rachel
I don`t want to be part of the scene where everybody loves Rachel

Poppy Day

B C / D / B G# D#
Tattoos on his forearms
Faded behind his liver spots and gold watch strap
His son never visits him
Since they fell out years ago and its as simple as that
Keeps his good blazer for poppy day
Umbrella for a gun and his hair so grey
Lost in a world of his thoughts as he turns away
Wishes that his grandkids would maybe just come for a day
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet what you say?
His wife had a heart attack
When his horse won the National three or four years ago
Pretends he doesn`t miss her
But he always keeps his pathway clear of winter snow
Keeps his good blazer for poppy day
Umbrella for a gun and his hairs so grey
Wishes that his grandkids would maybe just come for a day
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say?
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say?
[Guitar solo]
Keeps his good blazer for poppy day (poppy day)
Umbrella for a gun and his hairs so grey (so grey)
Lost in a world of his thoughts as he turns away
Wishes that his grandkids would maybe just come for a day
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say?
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say?
What you say? [outro]

Still Stuck in the 1980s

D E F# B/ F G A (125 BPM)
D A Em G Em A / D F#m Em F C A / A Em
I quite like your smile and I quite like your stare
But there`s something about you that`s just a little square
You always press the button on the pelican crossing
And those Nike flash trainers are nothing short of shocking
I hate that little diary you carry
And you`re always so polite it`s as If your on safari
Your life`s just one big 12" remix
Going round again with the same old tricks
And you`re still stuck in the 1980s
You`re still stuck in the 1980s
Oh oh! Whoa oh!
Singing it again like those Kids In America
You watch The Breakfast Club over and over again
And you think that Eddie Murphy is a personal friend
Dire Straits are better than The Kinks
Did nobody tell you that your CDs all stink?
And you`re still stuck in the 1980s
You`re still stuck in the 1980s
Oh Oh! Whao Oh!
Singing it again like those Kids In America
And you`re still stuck in the 1980s
You`re still stuck in the 1980s
Oh oh! Whao oh!
Singing it again like those Kids In America [x3]
[Middle 8]
I quite like your smile but I don`t like your hair
You`ll never be around but you`ll always be square
You like to use a napkin, even when you`re at McDonalds
You`re gonna call your kids either Maggie and Ronald?
And you`re still stuck in the 1980s
You`re still stuck in the 1980s
Oh Oh! Whao Oh
Sing it out again like those kids In America
Kids in America {Repeat to fade]

Radar

D# G Bb / C# D# F# F G / F D#
I like your eyes but I prefer your lips
And when you talk to me my heart, it skips
You helped me in life's changing rooms
You zipped my zip and dust me with your broom
Throw some coal onto my fire
Let's go up the wooden hills to Bedfordshire
Excuse me you were off the radar (Excuse me)
Excuse me you were off the radar (Excuse me)
Come to me from a different angle
Now our lives have all got tangled
Before I met you I thought I was clever
I was like a shopping trolley at the bottom of the river
You joined my dots and coloured me in
And in a parallel universe you were my twin
Excuse me you were off the radar (Excuse me)
Excuse me you were off the radar (Excuse me)
Come to me from a different angle
Now our lives have all got tangled
Ah ah aah ah
Come to me from a different angle
Now our lives have all got tangled
Aah ah aah ah [Guitar fill]
Excuse me you were off the radar
Excuse me you were off the radar
Excuse me you were off the radar (Excuse me)
Excuse me you were off the radar (Excuse me)
Come to me from a different angle
Now our lives have all got tangled
Aah ah aah ah
Come to me from a different angle
Now our lives have all got tangled
Come to me from a different angle
Now our lives have all got tangled [Repeat]

Snobs

Bb G F E / Am D / C Bb
He's got no kids of his own
So he decided to light up his home
A reindeer from B and Q
A little elf who lights up bright blue
He just didn't know where to stop,
It's the brightest thing on the block
Little ones comig home from school
Think it is just so cool
Snobs in the neighbourhood
Think that he's no good
Snobs in the neighbourhood
Think that he's no good
He's a favourite of Scottish Power
Uses more watts than Alton Towers
And the lights help to heal the pain
Of the tradegy back in the day
It's a monument to his five year old
Who never got well from that cold
And every year when November comes
He brings back his little son
Snobs in the neighbourhood
Think that he's no good
Snobs in the neighbourhood
Think that he's no good
[Instrumental break]
Kids got a petition together
And they took it to the local mayor
Don't take another chunk out of his life
Coz you know that's just not fair
He's got no kids of his own
He decided to light up his home
A reindeer from B&Q
A little elf who lights up bright blue
Snobs in the neighbourhood
Think that he's no good
Snobs in the neighbourhood
Think that he's no good
[Outro]

Atom City Girl

D5 Bb5 C5 / D C Bb A
Do do do do
Got no time for Anna Karenin
The bus picks her up at the statue of Lennin
Oh oh, oh oh
Works all day with special gloves on
It`s delicate work when it`s plutonium
Oh oh
She's an atom city girl
Swimsuit queen in the snow
She's an atom city girl
We just called to let you know
You`re beautiful (beautiful)
Judges have such delicate taste
While she piles up drums of nuclear waste
Oh oh, oh oh
Makes those other girls look like meat
Leave them crying in the frozen street
Oh oh, oh oh
She's an atom city girl
Swimsuit queen in the snow
She's an atom city girl
We just called to let you know
You`re beautiful, beautiful [whistling]
Got no time for her physics paper
The janitor says "I`ll see you later"
Oh oh, oh oh
Shows her pass as she clocks off
Past the guards with Kalashnikovs
Oh oh, oh oh
She's an atom city girl
Swimsuit queen in the snow
She's an atom city girl
We just called to let you know
You`re beautiful, beautiful
She's an atom city girl
Swimsuit queen in the snow
She's an atom city girl
We just called to let you know
You`re beautiful, (beautiful)

The Thrill (aka Punk Rocker)

D E C B / F# A B
Gonna buy a ticket on a cheap airline today
Pack my bags and Iíll be on my way
I'll miss you a little bit I guess
But I wonít miss the feeling that my lifeís a mess
Cause I just donít get the thrill
Cause I just donít get the thrill any more
Iím gonna kick off my shoes
And forget about you know who
Throw those self-help guides in the bin
Amateur psychology really does my head in
Cause I just donít get the thrill
Cause I just donít get the thrill any more
Cause I just donít get the thrill
Cause I just donít get the chill any more Iím gonna kick off my shoes
And forget about you know who
[Keyboards]
I still love you but in a different way
But the time to change has just turned up today
Cause I just donít get the thrill
Cause I just donít get the thrill any more [Repeat]
We kept figuring it out

Instantly Attractive (The Barbeque Song)

D C D#
Fafafa Fafafa
Fafafa Fafafa
I saw you standing at the barbeque on your own,
You had a light blue suit on
And it looked like you were plugged in
The way you were avoiding my gaze
It was doing something cool, I must say
Something about you was just so aloof,
Maybe you were just hiding the truth?
Don't mean to be rude but you're weird attitude
Made you instantly attractive to me
Instantly attractive to me
The midges were buzzin'
I asked you what you did for a living
You muttered something under your breath
About computors or engineering
I don't know, I don't know
(Fafafa fafafa)
The way you were avoiding my gaze
It was doing something cool I must say
Something about you was just so aloof
Maybe you were just hiding the truth?
Don't mean to be rude but you're weird attitude
Made you instantly attractive to me
Instantly attractive to me
Instantly attractive to me [Repeat]
(Fafafa fafafa) {Chorus]

T-Rex Records

Bb G (Bb C D D#) / E D C
Yellow cassette that made Marc's voice go wonky
Summer afternoons your dad says we`re donkeys
Are you listening to your T-Rex records in heaven?
We experimented in every way
And your friends thought that you were gay
Oh funny
Are you listening to your T Rex records in heaven?
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
RAF Brize Norton all those mothers greeting
Signing bits of paper at some Whitehall meeting
I`d love to see those lard faced politicians send their sons on some middle east mission
You got blown up by a road side device
Saw your face on `Reporting Scotland` that night
Are you listening to your T Rex records in heaven?
You`ll always remind me of the month of July
I`m still around and you wouldn`t want me to cry
No. Are you listening to your T Rex records in heaven?
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I saw those clips from that dusty desert town,
I bet I can be sure that you let noone down
I`d love to see those lard faced politicians send their sons on some middle east mission
Yellow cassette that made Marc's voice go wonky
Summer afternoons your dad says we`re donkeys
Are you listening to your T Rex records in heaven? [Repeat]
Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
No No
Are you listening to your T Rex records in heaven?
Or are they cassettes?
I can`t remember, I can`t remember
Does it matter?
Are you listening to your T Rex records in heaven?
Oh oh oh
Are you listening to your T Rex records in heaven?

Catherine

Bb C / D Dm C Cm / G A
Do do do do do
There's a cuckoo in town,
Parked itself in my nest
If there's a way to hurt me
She will do her best
Passes my name round like a bag of sweets
Pass me the sick bag, she ain't such a treat
Ingratiated herself into my little world
I could see you looking at her
Saying what about this girl?
Look into my eyes
You won't be hypnotised
But when you look into Kate's you may be
Catherine you took everything from me
Destroyed my happiness
The way I walk through my life
Catherine you took everything from me
You did your very best to
Make my life a misery
I found you two in bed
You said it's not what it looks like
Kate she just smirked
She could see I was more than irked
I don't wanna patch things up
That were ripped apart
I just wanna punch her on her sorry blackened heart
Catherine you took everything from me
Destroyed my happiness and
The way I walk through my life
Catherine, you took everything from me
You did your very best to
Make my life a misery
Didn't you? Didn't you?
Didn't you? Ooh ooh
Catherine you took everthing from me
Destroyed my happiness and
The way I walk through my life
Catherine you took everything from me
You did your very best to
Make my life a misery

This Must Be Love

G# B C# / G# F# D# / Bb / G5 A5 C5 G5
[Intro]
Even the little things
Like the way you flick your hair
You do things I wouldn't dare
It leaves me dumbstruck
I've never been so distracted before
And when you bend down
To pick up the telephone book
You've got me in your hook
I can't explain it
I've never been so hung up before
This must be love
It's a feeling of sunshine
Dogged with desperation
This must be love
It's a mixture of dread and the sweetest anticipation
This must be love, This must be love
Hold your hand out
To feed bread to the birds
Say a couple of words but I'm not listening
I'm drifting somewhere miles and miles away
This must be love
It's a feeling of sunshine
Dogged with desperation
This must be love
It's a mixture of dread and the sweetest anticipation
This must be love. This must be love
This must be love
I just want something, I just want something to work out
This must be love
It's a feeling of sunshine,
Dogged with desperation
This must be love
It's a mixture of dread and the sweetest anticipation
This must be love. This must be love
This must be love

Goodnight, Not The End

F A / D# D C
Grew up in a tenement
You were one plus ten
You never thought you'd become a soldier's wife
Waited on him, to come back from that war
And then you both argued about the weather
You went to Barrowlands
And danced to the jazz band
Saved up all your money for a dress
Got into the pictures
With a couple of jam jars
You said your hair always looked the best
Who's to know what tomorrow brings?
I watch for you round the bend
You waited on him, now he waits for you
It's goodnight, not the end
Behind the oxygen mask with trolleys whizzing past
You tried to smile at me, I was confused
Then you took my hand, and said things I couldn't understand
You spent a lifetime wasting time until you need it
Who's to know what tomorrow brings?
I watch for you round the bend
You waited on him, now he waits for you
It's goodnight, not the end
It's goodnight, goodnight goodnight
Not the end
It's goodnight, goodnight goodnight
Not the end

The Japanese version (QRCP-66) スーパー・プロ・プラス features Rock Steady, Jesus and Sister Mary Jo as bonus tracks (missing Snobs and Goodnight, for 14 total).


Lyrics to the second album.