The wind's whistling
My mind's twisting
I was making myself the usual cup of tea
When the doorbell strangely rang
Because I've been up here for a while
I'm starting to feel the monotony of the tower block
I'm not so manic now
I can uphold the weight of those neighbours
And she's lifting and throwing to the wall
The post-natal harmonies of youth
When this younger man, twenty-five
Advantageously took away her pride
The wind's whistling
My mind's twisting
I was making myself the usual cup of tea
When the doorbell strangely rang
I staggered shaking slowly to the door
Through the frosted panel I could see you
Your intentions as a salesman truly cush
You endeavoured as a psycho just to push
And whilst lifting and throwing to the wall
My puny structure of an ageing OAP
No reason why you chose my flat
Breathing deeply in a trance
The wind's whistling
My mind's twisting
I was making myself the usual cup of tea
When the doorbell strangely rang
I'm not so manic now (not so manic now)
I'm not so manic now (not so manic now)
I'm not so manic now (not so manic now)
I'm not so manic now (not so manic now)
Because I've been up here for a while
I'm starting to feel the monotony of the tower block
I'm not so manic now
I can uphold the weight of those neighbours
And she's lifting and throwing to the wall
The post-natal harmonies of youth
When this younger man, twenty-five
Advantageously took away her pride
I'm not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
Not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
Not so manic now x3
My mind's twisting
I was making myself the usual cup of tea
When the doorbell strangely rang
Because I've been up here for a while
I'm starting to feel the monotony of the tower block
I'm not so manic now
I can uphold the weight of those neighbours
And she's lifting and throwing to the wall
The post-natal harmonies of youth
When this younger man, twenty-five
Advantageously took away her pride
The wind's whistling
My mind's twisting
I was making myself the usual cup of tea
When the doorbell strangely rang
I staggered shaking slowly to the door
Through the frosted panel I could see you
Your intentions as a salesman truly cush
You endeavoured as a psycho just to push
And whilst lifting and throwing to the wall
My puny structure of an ageing OAP
No reason why you chose my flat
Breathing deeply in a trance
The wind's whistling
My mind's twisting
I was making myself the usual cup of tea
When the doorbell strangely rang
I'm not so manic now (not so manic now)
I'm not so manic now (not so manic now)
I'm not so manic now (not so manic now)
I'm not so manic now (not so manic now)
Because I've been up here for a while
I'm starting to feel the monotony of the tower block
I'm not so manic now
I can uphold the weight of those neighbours
And she's lifting and throwing to the wall
The post-natal harmonies of youth
When this younger man, twenty-five
Advantageously took away her pride
I'm not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
Not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
I'm not so manic now
Not so manic now x3
Lyrics submitted by butterflykiss84
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It seems to tell the story of a woman who was just minding her business in her flat in a towerblock when a man, posing as a salesman, forced his way in and raped her (illustrated in the second verse).
She becomes pregnant and is trying to raise the child while coping with the emotional trauma from the event. The line;
"And she's lifting and throwing to the wall
The post-natal harmonies of youth."
I think represents her 'lifting and throwing to the wall' the joy that should accompany a child. She can't get the event out of her mind, but is slowly coping.
"Not so manic now".
A very moving song, even if my interpretation is way off.
I'm a Canadian who lived in England for 2 years in the mid-1990s, and acquired this song on a "Now That's What I Call Music!" CD (collection #17 maybe?)
For a quarter century, (until today!), I have managed to mis-hear a couple of parts of the lyrics, and 'not really decipher' some sections at all.
Which resulted in me not really knowing what this song was about; just really liking the tune and her voice.
(Which is rather odd for me! I am usually much more into the lyrics of songs.)
I had consistently heard "Because I've been HAPPY for a while..." rather than "UP HERE" for a while.
Also, I always heard "I CAN'T uphold the weight of those neighbours..." (Rather than 'I can".)
I correctly heard almost nothing of the second verse....
Basically I thought she was a bipolar person who HAD been in a manic phase, but apartment tower living was finally getting to her.
The upstairs neighbours were fighting and she could hear the WOMAN herself being thrown against the wall sometimes.....
This was enough to snap the singer OUT of a manic phase of her 'manic depression' (implying an imminent swing back into a depressive episode; hence, 'not so manc now'...
I'm a Canadian who lived in England for 2 years in the mid-1990s, and acquired this song on a "Now That's What I Call Music!" CD (collection #17 maybe?)
For a quarter century, (until today!), I have managed to mis-hear a couple of parts of the lyrics, and 'not really decipher' some sections at all.
Which resulted in me not really knowing what this song was about; just really liking the tune and her voice.
(Which is rather odd for me! I am usually much more into the lyrics of songs.)
I had consistently heard "Because I've been HAPPY for a while..." rather than "UP HERE" for a while.
Also, I always heard "I CAN'T uphold the weight of those neighbours..." (Rather than 'I can".)
I correctly heard almost nothing of the second verse....
Basically I thought she was a bipolar person who HAD been in a manic phase, but apartment tower living was finally getting to her.
The upstairs neighbours were fighting and she could hear the WOMAN herself being thrown against the wall sometimes.....
This was enough to snap the singer OUT of a manic phase of her 'manic depression' (implying an imminent swing back into a depressive episode; hence, 'not so manc now'...
I DID wonder what 'post-natal harmonies', someone "choosing her flat", and a younger man (his age 25, or 'taking away her pride') had to do with ANY OF IT, though!!