Roger Taylor - Collaborations
2001-2011

This page features details of Roger Taylor's collaborations with other artists, recorded between 2001 and 2011.

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Collaborations Featuring Multiple Band Members:
Paul McCartney & Various Artists - All You Need Is Love (live) and Hey Jude (live)
Taylor Hawkins - Holy Man

Other Collaborations:
Bob Geldof - Sex, Age & Death (album) : One For Me, $6,000,000 Loser, Pale White Girls, The New Routine, Mudslide, Mind In Pocket, My Birthday Suit, Scream In Vain, Inside Your Head, 10:15
Phil Collins - You Can't Hurry Love (live)
Procol Harum - Shadow Boxed
The Corrs - Toss The Feathers (live)
Band Du Lac - Say It's Not True (live), These Are The Days Of Our Lives (live) and I Want To Break Free (live) (all on separate page)
Band Du Lac - I Can't Dance (live)
Hannah Jane Fox - Stalker
SOS All Stars - Drum Extravaganza (live) (on separate page)
Hannah Jane Fox - Jarvis
Taylor Hawkins & The Coattail Riders - Your Shoes
Bob Geldof - How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell (album) : How I Roll, Blow Fish, She's A Lover, To Live In Love, Silly Pretty Thing, Systematic 6-Pack, Dazzled By You, Mary Says, Blow, Here's To You, Young And Sober, Baby's Going Down, The Fields Of Spring, Just Get On

Sex, Age & Death (album) [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger plays drums or sings backing vocals on every track.

1. One For Me
2. $6,000,000 Loser
3. Pale White Girls
4. The New Routine
5. Mudslide
6. Mind In Pocket
7. My Birthday Suit
8. Scream In Vain
9. Inside Your Head
10. 10:15

The album was recorded at Roger's studio Cosford Mill in 1999, and also features Keith Prior and Joshua J Macrae on drums. Joshua J Macrae also engineered the album.

One For Me [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and sing backing vocals. Length 4:59.
Available as track 1 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
This track segues into '$6,000,000 Loser'.
Lyrics:
You're a lotta laughs ain't you babe
You cracked me up I laughed so much I nearly died
It's so funny I was weeping
Cried so hard I nearly split my sides

I watched you laughing on the TV
I don't get it said the kindly host
But there are many here among us
Who feel the sight is but a joke

Your imagination's running riot
Sometimes I swear you believe what you say
No-one seems to notice it's the same joke
It's just told in a thousand different ways

And I can't wait to be the new one
Yeah, the comedy just gets better every day
You're a lotta laughs ain't you baby
It's funny how it all turned out that way

Oooh, you should have known better
You should have known better, ah, ah, ah
It's not for you
This one's for me
It's not for you
This one's for me

I saw a picture of you grinning
Yeah, that smirk covered your entire face
It almost split your head in two
I hear you sold it to OK

Sell a photo of you laughing
The more you hoot the more they pay
You don't even need to get your clothes off anymore
You're a bit too old for that stuff anyway

Somebody saw you at the party
You did the one where you're falling flat on your face
You had the whole place cracking up in stitches
Apparently you fall with such good grace

And the teenage clothes and the see-through sizes
The mutton dished up on the Sunday plate
Is now the lamb in ghostly guises
It's all done in the best of taste

Oooh, you should have known better
You should have known better, ah, ah, ah
It's not for you
This one's for me
It's not for you
This one's for me

$6,000,000 Loser [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and sing backing vocals. Length 4:22.
Available as track 2 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
This track segues from 'One For Me'.
Lyrics:
Take my head and fuck with it
Put it back again
Take my head and fuck with it
Put it back again
We got the technology
Put it back again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again

A very old friend
A very old friend

Take my head and fuck with it
Put it back again
Take my head and fuck with it
Put it back again
We got the technology
Put it back again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again

A very old friend
A very old friend
A very old friend
A very old friend

Hey, baby are you up for humping
Hey, baby let's go humping
Hey, baby are you up for humping
Hey, baby let's go humping
Hey, baby are you up for humping
Hey, baby let's go humping
Hey, baby are you up for humping
Hey, baby let's go humping

I, oh, I
Yeah, I, oh, I

Take my head and fuck with it
Put it back again
We got the technology
Put it back again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again

A very old friend
A very old friend

Hey, baby are you up for humping
Hey, baby let's go humping
Hey, baby are you up for humping
Hey, baby let's go humping

I, oh, I
Yeah, I, oh, I

Take my heart and fuck with it
Put it back again
(I, oh, I) We got the technology
Put it back again
(Yeah, I, oh, I) the $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
(I, oh, I) the $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
(Yeah, I, oh, I) the $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
(I, oh, I) the $6,000,000 loser
Rides again

(Hey, I, oh, I) A very old friend
(I, oh, I) A very old friend
(Hey, I, oh, I) Hey baby are you up for humping
Hey, baby let's go humping
(I, oh, I) Hey, baby are you up for humping
Hey, baby let's go humping
(Hey, I, oh, I) Hey, baby are you up for humping
Hey, baby let's go humping
(I, oh, I) Hey baby are you up for humping (the $6,000,000 loser)
Hey baby let's go humping (rides again)
(I, oh, I) The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
A very old friend
(I, oh, I) The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again

A very old friend
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
A very old friend
The $6,000,000 loser
Rides again
A very old friend

Pale White Girls [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and sing backing vocals. Length 4:56.
Available as track 3 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
Alternate Versions:
1. New Mood Mix (3:49) (available on the CD single only; I have been unable to check this for the length or lyrics)
2. New Moodier Mix (3:55) (available on the CD single only; I have been unable to check this for the length or lyrics)
Lyrics:
Pale white girls
Look for love
Pale white bodies
Stretch for love

Scratching the flesh
Scraping of bones
Limbs that are trembling babe
For something to hold

Languid and liquid
Well maybe I'll stay
Marbled and ghostly girls
Take me away, away

Her mouth on my body
In this tall room
Crushed, bruised and crimson
Lit by the moon, the fluorescent moon

Sacred those hours
Away from the storm
Wrenched from the deepest pits
Crying "reborn, reborn, reborn"

And I will not follow
And I will not lead
Your permissions to bleed
Have been guaranteed
By the one
Whose approval you seek

Pale white girls
Scratch for love
Pale white bodies
Stretch for love

The crucifix stares
From its hip-cocked heights
But I hold the secrets now
Velvet the night
Velvet the night

And I will not follow
Why waste my time
My permission to bleed
Has been guaranteed
By the one
Whose approval you need

The New Routine [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and sing backing vocals. Length 5:25.
Available as track 4 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
This track features some very faint vocals, often repeating a verse, which are not included in the lyrics.
Lyrics:
Sink with me beneath the waves
Drowning not waving
Stay a little, dream a while
On loving and being loved

Brilliant shafts of chemical light
Pierce the gloom turn on the night
Talk to me a while
On loving and being loved
What'ya have to do to get a drink here
What'ya have to do to get a drink
What'ya have to do to get a drink here
What'ya have to do to get a drink

Trip down to the great unconscious
Lose yourself feel slightly nauseous
Past nowhere, nothing
And the void between them
It's red and golden yellow too
This underwater's much too blue
Silent silver jellyfish sail past you
What'ya have to do to get a drink here
What'ya have to do to get a drink here

The cushion's soft, the fire's warm
The candle burns this feels like home
I fall into your arms
Almost happy

It's not exactly ovaltine
But welcome to the new routine
What'ya have to do to get a drink here
What'ya have to do to get a drink here
What'ya have to do to get a drink here
Yeah

Sink with me beneath the waves
Drowning not waving
Trip down to the great unconscious
Lose yourself feel slightly nauseous

It's not exactly ovaltine
But welcome to the new routine
Welcome to the new routine

What'ya have to do to get a drink here
What'ya have to do to get a drink
What'ya have to do to get a drink here
What'ya have to do to get a drink
What'ya have to do to get a drink here
What'ya have to do to get a drink
What'ya have to do to get a drink here
What'ya have to do to get a drink

Mudslide [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and sing backing vocals. Length 4:51.
Available as track 5 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
Lyrics:
Dark days they come
Without saying anything
Razzing round your head
Like unwanted flies
One day I'll get it together
And buy one of those
Electric blue fly killer things
Mount it on the kitchen wall over there
And watch 'em fry, wouldn't you?
Watch 'em die, couldn't you?
Pass the time, shouldn't you?
Didn't you?

Baby, baby love falls away
Floats away
Melts into the April air
Summer's coming
I caught it on the hill
Over-ripe already
Still unfilled, wouldn't you?
Unfulfilled, couldn't you?
Still unstilled, shouldn't you?
And didn't you?

Here we all are
Sitting on a mudslide
Are you on my side?
Or are you on the other side's side?
Here we all are
Standing in a minefield
How does your mind feel?
Standing in my field?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey Adrian, I've been dreaming of deserts again
Crocodiles of weeping children
Pass as slow as the sky
Their eyes the only source of water
For two thousand miles

What does it all mean?
I wake up and I swat the night
But everything's so dusty
So empty
So arid, wouldn't you?
So dry, couldn't you?
But you did, didn't you?
Didn't you?

Here we all are
Sitting on a mudslide
Are you on my side?
Or are you on the other side's side?
And here we all are
Standing in a minefield
How does your mind feel?
Standing in my field?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Mind In Pocket [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and it is likely he sings backing vocals. Length 4:35.
Available as track 6 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
Lyrics:
Say what d'you want
Say what d'you want

Stuffy air, muggy, thunderous July
Snatches of human drum 'n' bass rolling by
Noise intrudes into my interesting mood
Over half read books and half eaten food
Upstairs they're staging the usual riot
But I'd prefer it to the silence
Yes I'm more afraid of quiet
I need the cities shrieks
This night of urban charms
There's people on the streets
Dancing to their car alarms

Put your mind in your pocket
Put your pocket where your mouth should be
Put your mind in your pocket
Put your pocket where your mouth should be

Talk to a totally nude girl for a dollar
I'm in a topless mood
But my dick can't be bothered
I want to speak to a fully clothed person
For free I think
But I'm not really certain

Put your mind in your pocket
Put your pocket where your mouth should be
Put your mind in your pocket
Put your pocket where your mouth should be

Say what d'you want

Put your mind in your pocket
Put your pocket where your mouth should be
Put your mind in your pocket
Put your pocket where your mouth should be

Say what d'you want
Say what d'you want

Put your mind in your pocket
Put your pocket where your mouth should be
Say what d'you want
Put your mind in your pocket
Put your pocket where your mouth should be
Say what d'you want
Say what d'you want
Say what d'you want
Say
Say
Say
Say what d'you want

My Birthday Suit [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and sing backing vocals. Length 2:55.
Available as track 7 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
Lyrics:
Meant to say
I thought you knew
I always prayed
For me and you
The birthday suit
In which I was born
Is torn and frayed
Is ripped and worn
Nevermind
Nevermind
Nevermind

And everything we've been
Has been undone
And everything we did
Is left unsung
Is been and gone
Nevermind
Nevermind
Nevermind

Meant to say
I thought you knew
I always prayed
For me and you
But nevermind
Nevermind
Nevermind

Scream In Vain [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and sing backing vocals. Length 4:54.
Available as track 8 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
Lyrics:
Money in my pocket down at Scream In Vain
Come on
Lambs led to the slaughter
Money in my pocket down at Scream In Vain
Come on
Lambs led to the slaughter
They cut you in a second down at Scream In Vain
Come on
Lambs led to the slaughter
Money in my pocket down at Scream In Vain
Come on
Lambs led to the slaughter

Sweet yams in the fields of Harbo
Made me feel better, better
Sweet yams in the fields of Harbo
You made me feel better, better
They took the straw from off the roof
You make the fire catch as it should
You boil the water and you cook the roots
For them it's new
For me old fruits

But more precious now than it's ever been
Share the food in the noonday heat
Sweet yams in the fields of Harbo
The mountains roll
Green on green
The mountains roll
Green on green

Money in my pocket down at Scream In Vain
Come on
(Lambs led to the slaughter)
Money in my pocket down at Scream In Vain
Come on
(Lambs led to the slaughter)
Cut you in a second down at Scream In Vain
Come on
(Lambs led to the slaughter)
Money in my pocket down at Scream In Vain
Come on
(Lambs led to the slaughter)
Yeah

(Lambs led to the slaughter)
Come on
Come on

Come on
Scream In Vain
(Lambs led to the slaughter)
Scream In Vain
(Lambs led to the slaughter)
Come on

Money in my pocket down at Scream In Vain
Sweet yams in the fields of Harbo
Money in my pocket down at Scream In Vain
Made me feel better, better
Cut you in a second down at Scream In Vain
Share the food in the noonday heat

Inside Your Head [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and sing backing vocals. Length 4:38.
Available as track 9 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
Lyrics:
You got the gold
I got the lead
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

You got the juice
You left me the dregs
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

Must it always
Come to this
Someone out there must be taking the piss

Does it always have to
Turn to shit
Someone out there's seriously taking the piss

Oooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

Oooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

You've got the view
I got the ledge
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

You got the palace
You left me the shed
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

Does it always
Come to this
Someone out there must be taking the piss

Must it always have to
Turn to shit
Someone out there's seriously taking the piss

Oooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

Oooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

You got the gold
I got the lead
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

Yeah, you got a life
And left me for dead
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

So why put a noose
Around your neck
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

Oooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

Oooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

Oooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What the fuck's going on inside your head?

10:15 [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2001. Roger may play drums and sing backing vocals. Length 3:21.
Available as track 10 on the album 'Sex, Age & Death'.
Apparently Roger played drums or sang backing vocals on every track on the album, but it is unknown exactly what he contributed to each song.
Lyrics:
Chen saved my soul
Again last night
She bathed me in love
She told me I was beautiful
And that I made her come a lot
She made me special perfumed tea
Went and bought patisserie
Put on music, Bob Marley
Lay me back and fed me

She read a poem by Baudelaire
Sitting naked in a chair
Her perfume filled the holy air
And eased my empty soul
She lit a fire later on
Put her bra and panties on
I watched her as her beauty shone
And filled my tired heart

And though I did my best and tried
Sadness claimed me and I cried
She wiped the wetness from my eyes
Being kind, she said she didn't mind
She drew a bath and washed me clean
Then kneeling took me by degrees
She held me till I went to sleep
Put me on the 10:15

God you work in wonderous ways
Bless this girl for all her days
And when I'm old and tired and grey
I'll think of this day, smiling

You Can't Hurry Love (live) [shop]
Phil Collins, 2002. Roger plays drums. Length 3:02.
Performed live at Buckingham Palace, London, on 3 June 2002, and available on the 'Party At The Palace' releases.
Written by Holland, Dozier and Holland, and reached no 3 for The Supremes in 1966 and no 1 for Phil Collins in 1982.
Lyrics:
I need love, love, love
Ooh, to ease my mind
And I need to find, find
Someone to call my
My mumma said

You can't hurry love
No, you'll just have to wait
She said love don't come easy
It's a game of give and take

You can't hurry love
Oh, you'll just have to wait
Just trust in the good times
No matter how long it takes

And now, how many heartaches
Must I stand
Before I find a love
To let me live again

'Cos right now the only thing
That keeps me hanging on
Is when I feel my strength
Yes it's almost gone
I remember mumma said

You can't hurry love
No, you'll just have to wait
She said, love don't come easy
It's a game of give and take

How long must I wait?
How much more must I take?
Before loneliness
Will cause my heart, heart to break

And now I can bear
To live my life alone
I've grown impatient for that love
To call my own

And when I feel that I
I can't go on
You know I feel my strength
Yes, it's almost gone
I remember mumma said

You can't hurry love
No, you'll just have to wait
She said love don't come easy
It's a game of give and take

You can't hurry love
Oh, you'll just have to wait
Just trust in the good times
No matter how long it takes
And I'll wait

Now love, love, love
Well it don't come easy
No, I keep on waiting
Anticipating
For that soft voice
To talk to me at night
For some tender arms
To hold me tight

I'll keep waiting
Ooh, until that day
But it ain't easy
(Love don't come easy)
No, it ain't easy
And my mumma said

You can't hurry love
Oh, you'll just have to wait
She said, love don't come easy
It's a game of give and take

You can't hurry love
Oh, you'll just have to wait
Just trust in the good times
No matter how long it takes
And I'll wait

Thank you

Shadow Boxed [shop]
Procol Harum, 2003. Roger sings backing vocals. Length 3:32.
Written by Gary Brooker and Keith Reid.
Available on the album 'The Well's On Fire'.
Lyrics:
I've been body swerved, close observed
Down the well, kiss and tell
I've been lost and found, underground
As good as gold, overload

I've been crazy glued, baby blued
Off the wall, too close to call
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed

I've been squeezed and stroked, okee-doked
Gone and went, heaven sent
I've been fluffed and fussed, cuffed and cussed
Show of hands, shadow lands

I've been down to the wire, house on fire
Reconditioned, under suspicion
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed

I've been instant karma, Dalai Lama
Living proof, and cosmic truth
I've been powder kegged, heavy lead
Out of bounds, what's that sound

I've been down to the wire, house on fire
Reconditioned, under suspicion
I've been lost and found, underground
As good as gold, overload

I've been crazy glued, baby blued
Off the wall, too close to call
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

I've been fluffed and fussed, cuffed and cussed
Show of hands, shadow lands
I've been squeezed and stroked, okee-doked
Gone and went, heaven sent

I've been crazy glued, baby blued
Off the wall, too close to call
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed

I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed

Toss The Feathers (live) [shop]
The Corrs, 2003. Roger plays drums. Length 3:10.
Recorded at the 46664 Concert at Green Point Stadium, Cape Town, South Africa, on 29 November 2003.
Available on the '46664' album and DVD. The DVD also includes excerpts of rehearsals.
This is a traditional Irish instrumental track.

I Can't Dance (live)
Band Du Lac, 2005. Roger plays drums. Length 8:22.
Recorded at the all-star finale of the Band Du Lac concert at the Wintershall Estate, Surrey, on 11 June 2005.
Available on the 'Band Du Lac - One Night Only Live' DVD, alongside Roger performing 'Say It's Not True', 'These Are The Days Of Our Lives' and 'I Want To Break Free'.
Lead vocals are sung by Gary Brooker.
The DVD main menu features an edit of the track, of length 1:03 approx.
Lyrics: (the menu edit includes the first two verses)
Hot sun beating down
Burning my feet just walking around
Hot sun making me sweat
Gators getting close, hasn't got me yet

'Cos I can't dance, I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk
Yeah, I can't dance, I can't sing
I'm just standing here selling everything

Blue jeans sitting on the beach
Dog's talking to me, but she's out of reach
She's got a body under that shirt
All she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt

'Cos I can't dance, I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk
And I can't dance, I can't sing
I'm just standing here selling

And checking everything is in place
Never know who's looking on

Oh, young punk spilling beer on my shoes
Fat guy's talking to me trying to steal my blues
Thick smoke, see her smiling through
Never thought so much could happen just shooting pool

'Cos I can't dance, I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk
I can't dance, I can't sing
I'm just sitting here and

Oh and checking everything is in place
Never know who's looking on, no, no
Perfect body with a perfect face

Oh, a hot sun beating down
Burning my feet just walking around
Hot sun making me sweat
Gators getting close, hasn't got me yet

'Cos I can't dance, I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk
I can't dance, I can't talk
Only thing I (ad-libbed vocal)

And checking everything is in place
Never know who's looking on
Perfect body, with the perfect face

I can't dance, I can't walk
(The way I walk)
I can't dance, I can't sing
(The way I walk)
I can't, I can't walk

Yeah, yeah
(The way I walk)
I can't think
I can't think
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(The way I walk)

I can't dance, I can't talk
Yeah, I can't dance, I can't talk, no
I can't, I can't
Oh, it's only the way that I talk

I can't dance, I can't sing
Oh, tell me everything
I can't, I can't
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, oooh
(The way I walk)

I can't dance, I can't talk
(The way I walk)
I said I can't dance, I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk

I can't dance, I can't talk
I can't dance, I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk
Yeah, I can't dance, I can't talk
I'm a just a sitting here selling

Woh, and checking everything is in place
You never know who's looking on
Perfect body, with the perfect face

Wooh

Yeah, wooh
Woooh
Woooh
Wooh, oooh
Woooh

Wooh
Yeah, wooh

Stalker
Hannah Jane Fox, 2005. Roger produced the track, with Joshua J. Macrae. Length 3:20.
Available on the 'We Will Rock You - Around The World EP' download on iTunes.
Some of the lyrics of the track are from a phone-in from a radio/TV programme, with Hannah Jane Fox talking to the host.
Lyrics:
See that man, behind that tree
He's spent seventeen hours just waiting for me
It is really no doubt he's in love with me
I really am his number one priority

You might call him a loser, but I call him a friend
'Cos he's the last man standing when my evening ends
He says "baby I love you, won't you hear my confession"
I say "don't worry babe, I share the same obsession"

Yeah, I've got myself a stalker (oooh, ooh, ooh)
And he's not much of a talker (oooh, ooh, ooh)
But he's mine, I must have hit the big time
I've got myself a man (oooh, ooh, ooh)
He follows me in a big blue van, oh yeah
I must have hit the big time, man

I just love the attention, and his life's a mess
I wanna do it with a drummer in a borrowed dress (wow)
He's happy to let me, 'cos he knows my address
And with some gentle persuasion he's gonna sell it to the press

I don't mind the heavy breathing on the end of the phone (ha, ha, ha, ha)
'Cos I've never been a girl who likes to be alone (never be alone)
And I'm comfortable sleeping, knowing that he is peeping
We're two of a kind, we share the same obsession (ohhhhh)

Yeah, I've got myself a stalker (oooh, ooh, ooh)
And he's not much of a talker (oooh, ooh, ooh)
But he's mine, I must have hit the big time
I've got myself a man (oooh, ooh, ooh)
He follows me in a big blue van, oh yeah
I must have hit the big time

So, what do you do with this correspondence, Hannah?
Um, keep his letters by my bed
I just sort of like to re-read things that he's said
It's good, it's good to know I really count
(Isn't that what life's about)
Tell me what you're thinking
I close my eyes and count to ten
Um, do you know what I mean, he's still there when I open them
Do you think you're lacking a role model?
What, do you think I never had a dad?
I think I never had a dad

Oooh, ooh-oooh, ooh-oooh, ooh-oooh
I know you're in there
Oooh, ooh-oooh, ooh-oooh, ooh-oooh
I've bought you underwear

The police want to meet him, said he's gone too far
When they found out he was sleeping in the back of my car
I said officer please, don't take him away
'Cos he's the only man I ever loved this way

Yeah, I've got myself a stalker (oooh, oooh, la, la, la)
And he's not much of a talker (oooh, oooh, la, la, la)
But he's mine, I must have hit the big time
I've got myself a man (oooh, oooh, la, la, la)
He follows me in a big blue van, oh yeah (oooh)
I must have hit the big time
I've got myself a man (oooh, oooh, la, la, la)
He follows me in a big blue van, oh yeah (oooh)
I must have hit the big time, man

Thank you
You've been really helpful

Jarvis
Hannah Jane Fox, 2009. Roger plays drums. Length 3:35.
This track is taken from the album 'You Got People', which is yet to be officially released. It may also have been released as a single.
Lyrics:
I waited through September, February came
He never did come in so I went out, mmm
I found another lover, Jarvis is his name
He really gave me something I could smile about again
I figure you should know
I'm not sleeping alone, no, no, no

'Cos Jarvis makes me happy now, we are in love
And when I think of you it's him I'm really thinking of
He took your place, he stole my heart
He's just the best, you're worlds apart
I'm not crying in the dark

And our life's a disco, but I don't see your name on the door
And I like to get down more than I ever did before with you, with you
And I'm not suprised you come back now
You don't like to hear that I'm not down 'cos I was the tap you just let run
I think you should know
I'm not sleeping alone, no, no, no

'Cos Jarvis makes me happy now, we are in love
And when I think of you it's him I'm really thinking of
He took your place, he stole my heart
He's just the best, you're worlds apart
I'm not crying in the dark

And I cried like a baby when you set me free
Now I cannot remember just how it used to be

'Cos Jarvis makes me happy now, we are in love
'Cos Jarvis makes me happy now

He took your place, he stole my heart
He's just the best, you're worlds apart
I'm not crying 'cos we are
In love
We are in love

'Cos Jarvis makes me happy now, we are in love
And when I think of you it's him I'm really thinking of
He took your place, he stole my heart
He's just the best, you're world's apart
I'm not crying 'cos we are in love

Your Shoes [shop]
Taylor Hawkins & The Coattail Riders, 2010. Roger sings backing vocals. Length 2:52.
Available on the album 'Red Light Fever', alongside 'Don't Have To Speak' and 'Way Down', both featuring Brian.
Lyrics:
I don't wanna take a walk in your shoes
'Cos I can see the living hell you go through
I know you think I got it made, it's old news
But I wouldn't want to take a walk in your shoes

And you know (and you know)
There's no-one else to blame
It's a shame
But it's true

And you know (and you know)
No-one else can save
Yourself
But you

I don't wanna take a walk in your shoes
If everything you're telling me is all true
If I were you, and you were me, I'd tell you
But you wouldn't want to take a walk in my shoes

And you know (and you know)
There's no-one else to blame
It's a shame
But it's true

And you know (and you know)
No-one else can save
Yourself
But you

And you know (and you know)
There's no-one else to blame
It's a shame
But it's true

And you know (and you know)
No-one else can save
Yourself
But you
Yourself
But you

I don't wanna take a walk in your shoes
I don't wanna take a walk in your shoes
I don't wanna take a walk in your shoes
I don't wanna take a walk in your shoes

How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell (album) [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals on every track.

1. How I Roll
2. Blow Fish
3. She's A Lover
4. To Live In Love
5. Silly Pretty Thing
6. Systematic 6-Pack
7. Dazzled By You
8. Mary Says
9. Blow
10. Here's To You
11. Young And Sober (hidden bonus track)
12. Baby's Going Down (US iTunes bonus track)
13. The Fields Of Spring (US iTunes bonus track)
14. Just Get On (US iTunes bonus track)

The album was recorded at Roger's studio The Priory, and also features Joshua J Macrae on percussion, who also engineered the album.

How I Roll [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 3:02.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Lyrics:
Hot town, trying to make a living
You wake up every morning in the unforgiven
Out there, somewhere in the city
There's people living lives without mercy or pity, but

I feel good, yeah I'm feeling fine
I feel better than I have for the longest time
I think these pills have been good for me
I think they've vanished all my blues into infinity
It's how I roll
It's how I roll

Sometimes I wake up at night
I don't know what it is but I must have got a fright
I thought I heard a scratching underneath the floor
It's the devil come to get you at quarter to four
It's how he rolls
That's how he rolls

Too late, you cried out loud
Her voice emerging from her inner shroud
Too much, I thought I heard a joke
That's all she says after last year's stroke

She has a hard time living in the city
Get up every morning in the unforgiven
Out there somewhere in the city
There's people living lives without mercy or pity
It's how they roll
Sweet Lord, it's how they roll
Sweet Lord, sweet Lord

Sweet Lord

Blow Fish [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 4:06.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Lyrics:
I've been drinking like a blowfish
Drinking till my throat is dry
I've been drinking like a blowfish
Drinking till my mouth is dry
If I drink until I'm thirsty
Lord, I won't even hear you cry

I've been eating like some monkfish
'Cos my stomach's got a hole
I've been eating like some monkfish
Just a little feeds my soul
Yeah, I've been gnawing like a dogfish
Chewing on that cancer bone

You're sick and tired of me baby
I can't even stand myself
You're sick and tired of me baby
I can't stand it myself
You see the monkfish took my halo
And the blowfish took my breath

She's A Lover [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 4:29.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Lyrics:
She's a lover and she fits inside my head
She's a lover but there's nothing happening in my bed

She's a lover and she won't be back
She's a lover and I've got the sack
I can't take it
I'd take her back

It's being raining, I've been sitting here all afternoon
It started snowing, and I turned the light on in my room

She's a lover but the loving's gone
She's a lover, she's a smoking gun
Bang, bang
You're done

Now I'm a man with all this
Weird stuff inside his head

She's a lover and she won't be back
She's a lover and I've got the sack
I can take her
Back

I loved her like the early leaves of spring
That weigh the branches of those waking trees
The best of us is love she'd say
The rest of us, dust and decay
Then my lover
Turned away

She's a lover but the loving's gone
She's a lover, she's a smoking gun
Bang, bang
It's done

To Live In Love [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 4:04.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Various repeated backing vocals such as 'oooh, ooh' and 'naaa, naaa' are omitted from the lyrics below.
Lyrics:
To live in love
Is all there is
Life without love
Is meaningless

To live in love
Is all there is
Life without love
Is meaningless

Life without love
Is like tonight
To live in love
Is life defined

To take a life
I'll give you mine
Is to see life
When life was blind

To live in love
Is all there is
Life without love
Is meaningless

And all you are
And all you've been
And all you think
And all you feel

And everything
You hear or see
To live in love
Is to be

Life without love
Absurdity
Life without love
Futility

Silly Pretty Thing [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 4:02.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
This track was also released as a single so it is possible that alternate versions also exist.
Lyrics:
Come on get up, get dressed
The world is spinning full of kindly beings
The one you love will love you back
And no-one's spoiling anything
Ooh, everything's just right
It makes you want to fill your lungs and sing
And ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oooh
You silly pretty little thing

C'mon get up, get dressed
Another perfect day of spring is here
Hurry up, get up, come on
A soft wind's idly pushing past my ears
And water, clouds and lambs
Are tumbling over through the bursting fields
See ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oooh
You silly pretty little thing

Last night the moon got drunk
And dropped his clothes down on the empty streets
He sang a moon song, danced across the stars
Before he had to go to sleep
And back down here the lovers gazed and found they couldn't even speak
And ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oooh
You silly pretty little thing

I know there's some out there who'll always say we're simply being naive
So today's the day we're gonna come out and declare our victory
Just you and me and I
Silly pretty little thing

You silly pretty little thing now
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah
You pretty thing
You pretty thing

Oooh, ooh, yeah
You silly, silly, pretty thing, yeah
Come on, come on, come on, get up, get dressed
Hurry up, come on you silly thing

Systematic 6-Pack [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 3:29.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Lyrics:
I got a brand new automatic, systematic, 6-pack, flat-pack
Gotta get my body back on track 'cos everything is going south

I wanna time shifting, face lifting, tight butt, no gut
Trout pouting, collagenically botox mouthing everything is hanging down

Systematic 6-pack
You're 58 and a half

Freeze dried, gonna make you cryogenetically preserved, isn't it absurd, you're gonna be preserved in ice
Nice
Give me sexual niagrim, (unknown lyric), gotta have viagra
In drag, still wanna shag, get hard, too hard
You're 58 and a half
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah

Oooh, man
Ooooh, man

Dazzled By You [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 2:40.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Lyrics:
In abandoned empty rooms
Lying naked in my ruin
I was dazzled by you
Dazzled by you

I was whipped and I was raw
When I looked up and I saw you
Dazzled by you
I'm dazzled by you

See, I have barely survived
Saw no point in being alive
I was dazzled by you
Dazzled by you

And with the cold and bitter venom
I hated each and every woman
But I was dazzled by you
Hum, dazzled by you
That's right

Dazzled by you

In the midst of my despair
I was coming up for air
I was dazzled by you
Ooh, dazzled by you

And with your soft and tender touch
You gently picked me up
I was dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
(Dazzled by you)

Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
(Dazzled by you)

Oh, dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
One more time
Dazzled by you

Mary Says [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 4:51.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Lyrics:
Mary says she smells the winter coming in
She sniffs the cooling air like some old dog
She says the problem with these endless summers
Is endless summers always have to end

She pack a pen inside an empty pocket
She says it's all she's ever going to need
I'd write a book of poems if I get hungry
She looks around just once before she leaves

Everybody's always saying goodbye
Everybody's got some place to leave
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye

Beheaded sounds will light her crooked pathway
Six pointed stars illuminate her road
Amputee wounds guide her through her darkest nights
And silver armies help to ease her load

She says the problem with these endless summers
Is endless summers always have to end
The thinning sky is throwing lovely shadows
The summer's gone, and autumn's almost been

Everybody's always saying goodbye
Everybody's got some place to leave
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, everybody always says goodbye

Everybody's always saying goodbye
Everybody's got some place to leave
Mary feels the winter coming in
She smells it on the cooling breeze

Mary says
Mary says

Blow [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 4:55.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Lyrics:
Blow hateful wind
Cold on faithless skin
Higher than the highest high
Love will find a way to you again

Flow bitter seas
Throw denim buccaneers
Colder than the oldest sea
Love will find a way to you again

Can you speak it
Yes I'll speak of thin bleak winter moons
Will you speak it
Yes to boneless ghosts of empty rooms
And repeat it
Yes to man priests of waste and ruin
Love will find a way to you again

Blow painless wind
Blow hateful wind
Love will find a way to you again
Yes love will find a way to you again
Love will find a way to you again

Here's To You [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 4:03.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
The album track includes 'Young And Sober' at the end, extending the length to 7:59.
Lyrics:
Here's to you and all our friends
May God protect us until the very end
All the places that we go
Everybody that we know

And every single living thing
The earth, the sky, the wind, the sea
Oh, I'm in love with you tonight
Yeah, I'm in love with life tonight
And you know it feels alright

So let it rain
Let it rain
So let it rain
Let it rain

So here's to you and all our friends
May God protect us until the very end
I'm in love with you tonight
I'm in love with life tonight
And you know I think that's right

So let it rain
Let it rain
So let it rain
Let it rain

Young And Sober [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may sing backing vocals. Length 3:41.
Available on the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell', as a hidden bonus track at the end of 'Here's To You'.
Lyrics:
Hey, hello everybody, welcome to the dance now, er, it's great to see you all here, it's a great turnout altogether, and er, the father would be very pleased to see you. Now you all know this one, we're all gonna start with a song that you all know, there's Alan on, on the piano, and er, and he'd be thrilled as well if you sang along with him (unknown dialogue), so everybody get up now and have a great time, here we go

In the year of '55 when I was but a child
I felt the Lord settle on my shoulder
All through those childish days he would guide my guideless ways
For I was young and I was sober

And in the year of '65, a troubled life in troubled times
And the Lord was standing on my shoulder
And I wished that life was other, or that I could be another
But I was me, and I was young and sober

And in the year of '75 was when I sang myself alive
And the Lord sat whistling on my shoulder
So I stood up and I sang and that's when my life began
And I was young and sober

And in the year of '85 we watched the milllions starve and die
And the Lord perched like a vulture on my shoulder
So we sent some bread and water, tried our best to stop the slaughter
And we were young and sober

But in the year of '95, I loved my faithless wife
And the Devil must have muttered on her shoulder
For she left me for another, whom I once had thought my brother
And I grew drunk and older

Still in the year of '05 with a beautiful new wife
And the Lord just sat there smiling on our shoulders
So we drank from life's rich cup, watched the children growing up
For she had made me once again young and sober

Come on now
All the boys and girls, come on, once again
Yip
For I was young and sober

(unknown dialogue)

Er, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, er, the father has, has asked me to tell you that, er, there's a car blocking the toilets, a Ford esc-, red Ford escort, G, G for Jimmy, Y H, 8 5 3. Thanks very much.

Baby's Going Down [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals.
Available on the US iTunes download of the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
I have not heard this track yet so am unable to provide the lyrics.

The Fields Of Spring [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 4:15.
Available on the US iTunes download of the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Lyrics:
Lay me down by some fields and streams
And I'll watch the sky roll over me
And I'll roll, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo
After bed before the night comes on

Golly gee, she's in love with me
And I said yippee, and she said let's see
So we stroll, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo
Off our heads before the night was done

But I need it, can you see it
Tugging at this vacant heart tonight
I'm on empty, give me plenty
Through my veiny skin, I'm gonna let it in
The world is gonna move to the thin caress tonight

And so let my soul out to play again
And so let my soul say it's OK again

Lay me down in the fields of spring
And light the flowers, I'll re-begin
Make me whole, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo
With unimagined lives that nourish me

Do you feel it, can you see it
Like a double Red Bull rushing through my veins alright
I'm going out there, and no I'm not scared
Yeah, relish the wine and love the life
I'm gonna make this old work dance around the moon tonight

And so let my soul out to play again
And so let my soul say it's ok again

And so send my soul out to play again
So let my soul out to play again
Let it play again

Soul, soul
Soul, soul

Lay me down in the fields of spring
And we watch the clouds roll over me
Let 'em roll

Just Get On [shop]
Bob Geldof, 2011. Roger may play drums or sing backing vocals. Length 4:03.
Available on the US iTunes download of the album 'How To Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell'.
Lyrics:
I thought I'd write a letter
Tell you how it's goin'
Everything's a little better
We thought you'd like to know

Everyone's a little bigger
Even in so short a space of time
But then some unseen vicious trigger
Could stop them all to crime

And you know you just get on with it
You know you just get on
(On and on and on and on)
And you know you just get on with it
You know you just get on

And the feeling that it's hopeless
Gets so huge it overwhelms
But as we crawl through every hour
So the days go round again

And I look at all their little heads
So full of lies and pain
And I wonder if you knew just what you did
Would you still do it just the same

But you know you just get on with it
You know you just get on
(On and on and on and on and on and on)
And you know you just get on with it
You know you just get on
(On and on and on and on and on)

And if you think that I sound desperate
Then you should've heard the other songs
It's just my weary soul gets restless
For the peace I know, they must come along

And you know you just get on (oooh, oooh) with it
You know you just get on
And you know you just get on (oooh, oooh) with it
You know you just get
On and on and on and on and on and on and on (on, on, on, on, on, on, on, on)
Don't you get me wrong
You can never make just strong
So you just get on with it

(On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on)
(On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on)

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