The Bell

1999

Lyrics

I fix my hair 'cause my baby comes at seven
Changed my clothes about a million times today, yeah, yeah...
Tonight's the night she will take me up to heaven
I know this time we're going all the way

She is my new horizon
She is so true, she is my moonshine (moonshine)
What can I do about it?
My life gets brighter every day

The doorbell rings, it must be her, it's almost seven
but the bailiff's there with some bills I didn't pay...

Just as you expect your lover
It's a neighbour or some clown
Stupid milkman, total stranger
What the hell is goin' down?

Hey, are you happy now - there's no one at the doorbell ringing - but yourself

I'm fixing dinner for my first blind-date ever
and smoke is rising from the microwave, yeah, yeah
The bell - jump up - eight-o-clock - it must be Heather
but it's a fireman asking me "Where is the blaze?"

Just as you expect your lover
It's a neighbour or some clown
Stupid milkman, total stranger
What the hell is goin' down?

Hey, are you happy now - there's no one at the doorbell ringing - but yourself

Busy postman, Dr. Labour - no policemen - turn me down
no Jehova, nor a saviour, Hare Krishna turn around
Clinton, Arafat or Hoessein, Prince & Mayte go away
Bill & Monica or Jeltsin, Mr. Gates another day
Luciella, Ellen, Cindy Crawford, Schiffer, McCarthey - neither way
Please stop ringing Queen of Holland - maybe next time King of Spain
Aldrin, Armstrong, Collins, Lovell - in fact, all NASA: blow away!
Dave & Goliath, Trojan Horses
Zeus or Salamon, potatoes, China, Pakistan, Norway

Credits

Drums
David Clarkson
Grand Piano & Bass
Robby
Doorbell
Jim Clarkson
Sampling
David Clarkson
All guitars
Valensia
Vocoder
Robby & Valensia
All lead & harmony vocals
Robby & Valensia
Drums & guitars
Recorded at Bullit Sound Studios
Everything else
Recorded at The Isolation Cell
Engineering
Robby
Drums & Grand Piano engineered by
Holger Schwedt
Guitars engineered by
Robby & Valensia
Mixed at
Bullit Sound Studios

About this song

Title
The Bell
Year
1999