ABC

ABC

A little something about ABC
One of the more popular new wave bands of the early '80s, the British group ABC built upon the detached, synthesized R&B pop of David Bowie and Roxy Music, adding a self-conscious, campy sense of theatrics and style. Under the direction of vocalist Martin Fry , the group scored several catchy, synth-driven dance-pop hits in the early '80s, including "Poison Arrow," "Look of Love," and "Be Near Me." Toward the end of 1982, the group began concentrating on the United States. Their American success was helped greatly by the fledgling MTV network, which aired videos for "The Look of Love" and "Poison Arrow" frequently, making both singles Top 25 hits in the spring of 1983.

Lyrics below : Poison Arrow, Look of Love, When Smokey Sings

Poison Arrow

If I were to say to you
"Can you keep a secret
Would you know just what to do
Or where to keep it?
Then I say "I love you"
And the foul situation
"Hey girl I thought we were
The right combination".

Who broke my heart?
You did, you did
Bow to the target,
Blame Cupid, Cupid
You think you're smart
Stupid, Stupid.

Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow
Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow

No rythym in cymbals
No tempo in drums
Love on arrival
She comes when she comes.
Right on the target
But wide of the mark
What I thought was fire
Was only the spark.
The sweetest melody is an unheard refrain
So lower your sights, yeah but raise your aim, raise you aim.

Who broke my heart?
You did, you did
Bow to the target,
Blame Cupid, Cupid
You think you're smart
Stupid, Stupid.

Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow
Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow.

"I thought you loved me but it seems you don't care."
"I care enough to know I can never love you."

Who broke my heart?
You did, you did
Bow to the target,
Blame Cupid
You think you're smart
That's Stupid.
Right from the start
When you knew we would part.

Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow
Shoot that poison arrow to my ha-ha-heart
Shoot that poison arrow.

Shoot that poison arrow.

The Look of Love

When your world is full of strange arrangements
And gravity won't pull you through
You know you're missing out on something
Well that something depends on you

All I'm saying
It takes a lot to love you
All I'm doing
You know it's true
All I mean now
There's one thing yes one thing that turns this gray sky to blue

CHORUS:
That's the look, that's the look
The look of love
That's the look, that's the look
The look of love
That's the look, that's the look
The look of love

When your girl has left you out on the pavement (goodbye)
Then your dreams fall apart at the seams
Your reason for living's your reason for leaving
Don't ask me what it means

Who got the look
I don't know the answer to that question
Where's the look
If I knew I would tell you
What's the look
Look for your information
Yes there's one thing, the one thing that still holds true
What's that

CHORUS

If you judge a book by the cover
Then you judge the look by the lover
I hope you'll soon recover
Me I go from one extreme to another

And all my friends just might ask me
They say, "Martin, maybe one day you'll find true love"
And I say, "Maybe there must be a solution to
The one thing, the one thing we can't find"

That's the look, that's the look
Sisters and brothers
That's the look, that's the look
Should help each other
That's the look, that's the look
Oh oh oh
Heavens above
That's the look, that's the look
Hip hip hooray aye
That's the look, that's the look
Yippie aiy yippee yaye
That's the look, that's the look
Be lucky in love
Look of love




When Smokey Sings

Debonair lullabies in melodies revealed
In deep despair on lonely nights
He knows just how you feel
The slyest rhymes - the sharpest suits
In miracles made real

Like a bird in flight on a hot sweet night
You know you're right just to hold her tight
He soothes it right - makes it outtasite
And everything's good in the world tonight!

When Smokey sings - I hear violins
When Smokey sings - I forget everything
As she's packing her things
As she's spreading her wings
The front door might slam
But the back door it rings
And Smokey sings... he sings

Elegance in eloquence - for sale or rent or hire
Should I say - yes I match his best
Then I would be a liar
Symphonies that soothe the rage
When lovers' hearts catch fire

Like a bird in flight on a hot sweet night
You know you're right just to hold her tight
He soothes it right - makes it outtasite
And everything's good in the world tonight!

When Smokey sings - I hear violins
When Smokey sings - I forget everything
As she's packing her things
As she's spreading her wings
Smashing the hell
With the heaven she brings
Then Smokey sings... he sings

Luther croons
Sly's the original - originator
James screams
Marvin was the only innovator
But nothing can compare
Nothing can compare
When Smokey sings

When Smokey sings - I hear violins
When Smokey sings - I forget everything
As she's packing her things
As she's spreading her wings
She threw back the ring
When Smokey sings...
Smokey sings...
Smokey sings...