"Scrawled on the fire-stairs

of a Newcastle hotel

in an amphetamine and vodka frenzy.

The sexanddrugsandrockandroll

life beckoned, amply

demonstrated both day and night

during the infamous 'Live Stiffs'

package tour. This anti-rock'n'roll

song was my last stand before

I gave in to it completely.

The painful morning brought

a large but simple

editing job, allowing us to

learn to play the song

the next evening in Lancaster.

In this spirit the recording

is a 'genuine' 1st take."







I've been on tenterhooks
ending in dirty looks
list'ning to the Muzak
thinking 'bout this 'n' that
She said that's that
I don't wanna chitter-chat
Turn it down a little bit
or turn it down flat

Pump it up when you don't really need it
Pump it up until you can feel it

Down in the pleasure centre
hell bent or heaven sent
listen to the propaganda
listen to the latest slander
There's nothing underhand
that she wouldn't understand

Pump it up until you can feel it
Pump it up when you don't really need it

She's been a bad girl
She's like a chemical
Though you try to stop it
she's like a narcotic
You wanna torture her
You wanna talk to her
All the things you bought for her
putting up your temp'rature

Pump it up until you can feel it
Pump it up when you don't really need it

Out in the fashion show
down in the bargain bin
you put your passion out
under the pressure pin
Fall into submission
hit-and-run transmission
No use wishing now for any other sin

Pump it up until you can feel it
Pump it up when you don't really need it