The Vandas

Things To Do
Composed by Chris Altmann © Mushroom Music Publishing

How come you never came to the party?
Said you were sorry, maybe you just had things to do
Didn’t have the time

Now that the lounge room looks like a wasteland
I’ve got a purpose and you’re gonna be a visitor
Somewhere down the line

‘Cause I did my sums and I know where we went wrong
But you just can’t seem to see where you belong

I never think of places I’m goin’
It’s always good to leave out the things that take you home
Got to get away

You’re always mindful of keepin’ your distance
Mother of Mercy, chiming her bell for unity
Let her have her say

‘Cause I did my sums and I know where we went wrong
But you just can’t seem to see where you belong

How do you like the idea of a world
Where a boy and girl can find something?

Oh, I asked my brother tell me a story
Make me a sandwich, play me a song on bass guitar
Maybe play some dean

You caught the train and went to your friend’s house
You watched a film on video pirate mutiny
Everyone had dreams

‘Cause I did my sums and I know where we went wrong
But you just can’t seem to see where you belong

‘Cause I did my sums and I know where we went wrong
But you just can’t seem to see where you belong

Beautiful Skin
Composed by Chris Altmann © Mushroom Music Publishing

You ride in cars with strangers
Nobody scares you now
You only want those good times
Run fast but don’t look down

You’re not worried ‘bout your future
But there’s nothing wrong with that
You’re livin’ fast and reckless
Your world’s a welcome mat

Some day I’ll find my way
Out of the grasp of your beautiful skin
I could’ve gave you all my days
But your love I just couldn’t win
Your love I just couldn’t win

Your face still looks so youthful
Your smile’s still full of fun
You look so strong and healthy
Your make-up’s always done

You could have anybody
But you’re happy on your own
No-one could ever change you
No-one could reach that zone

Some day I’ll find my way
Out of the grasp of your beautiful skin
I could’ve gave you all my days
But your love I just couldn’t win
Your love I just couldn’t win

Love ain’t ever gonna play those games with you
Oh, no, no
Love ain’t ever gonna play those games with you
Oh, no, no
Love ain’t ever gonna play those games with you
Oh, no, no
Love ain’t ever gonna play those games with you

Once A Week
Composed by Chris Altmann © Mushroom Music Publishing

Now I see you once a week
And I know I hardly speak
Well, I wish I knew just what to say

Do you think I let you down?
Could it ever turn around?
Is it worth me goin’ on this way?

Now we’ve traded true confessions
And I’m learnin’ all these lessons
There are choices I don’t want to make

You were always sure and steady
Now you say you were never ready
It’s a bitter pill to have to take

And you say you need a friend
But there are things I just can’t lend
If you come around I’ll only cry

Talkin’ ‘bout the times we’ve had
Doesn’t stop me feelin’ bad
It only hurts and makes me wonder why

Now we’ve traded true confessions
And I’m learnin’ all these lessons
There are choices I don’t want to make

You were always sure and steady
Now you say you were never ready
It’s a bitter pill to have to take

You are always on my mind
And I’m getting’ left behind
Wanted things I know you cannot give

People say we’re just too young
And I have to bite my tongue
But that’s the reason that we’re goin’ with

Now we’ve traded true confessions
And I’m learnin’ all these lessons
There are choices I don’t want to make

You were always sure and steady
Now you say you were never ready
It’s a bitter pill to have to take